Saying something nice is always a risky thing to do in front of the conglomerate.
I don't want to date celebrities. That's not the main idea of this page, but it's an important preamble.
I don't know why I have said so many gratuitously mean things about Ryan Phillippe. The conglomerate is a never-ending parade of possibilities for my saying gratuitously mean things that are also self-righteously true; most people like being able to say that kind of mean thing, so I don't know why I waste my dubious ability to be mean on being both mean and wrong.
I have thought about this for a while, something that I never said and have decided to say despite how much grief I'll get for it and also how upsetting the conglomerate continues to be.
I think that, if I had to say who I have thought are the most physically attractive of my celebrity flirtations, all of which are disasters, I would say Robert Pattinson first and Ryan Phillippe second. I don't know how else to award that; every integer is an anxiety attack for me now.
The really young men don't count; nobody's as beautiful as people who are 18-25, yet somehow most people are able to live past that age and not feel like they're doing something stupid.
It's not as if my celebrity beauty contest is much of a contest. Beauty contests are nonsensical about beauty; not being part of a beauty contest doesn't mean that someone isn't beautiful, and being part of one does, although I suppose there are more destructive ways for people to spend their time. "Mr. Machine Gun" pageants,for example; I don't know when the world will abolish those.
Copyright L. Kochman, November 6, 2016 @ 7:29 p.m.
