And comedy writers are following the New York Times right down the tube.
Forget trying to deal with President Bush's latest faux pas, try to keep your Paris Hilton jokes from being dated. It's near impossible.
First she’s sent to jail. Great stuff. Filthy, filthy rich Paris in the hoosegow. The comedy opportunities to bang on a wealthier than God, self-absorbed simpleton who needs a righteous comeuppance are infinite. The only thing that would be better would be if the judge deciding where Anna Nicole Smith should be buried was in charge of Paris’s sentencing.
"I want Paris to be buried (choke) with her Chihuahua" (complete breakdown, an-n-nd scene)
But who needs any more help when the material is basically written for you. The only seeming problem facing a satirist is that the job would be too easy. When you’re aiming for Jon Stewart you don’t want to end up running smack obscure-reference into Dennis Miller. But comedy writers have never been faced with the second-by-second, ever-mutating reports provided by Paris. Sure today’s news is old news by tomorrow, but at least let the ink dry.
My weekly L.A. Daily News column based on Paris getting out of jail toute suite (I turn in my Sunday column on Thurs) became passé the moment she was back in court. Worse, the sample material I submitted to get on the writing staff of one particular talk show had to be in to producers on Friday morning - tons of "Paris got out of jail "material included.
Unfortunately, with Paris fast-changing events, a 6PM taping of a Leno monologue could be dated by the time it airs...even on the east coast.
Hell, if you go the bathroom, keeping your Internet columns up to date is a challenge.
One day Paris shows up late for her hearing...
"Sorry I was late for the DUI hearing, Judge. It’s not easy driving over here drunk."
Then she’s in the brig...
-Tough to keep her skinny ass in jail. She keeps sliding out through the bars.
Then she’s out...
-Did you hear the news? President Bush announced that he’s putting Paris Hilton's lawyer in charge of the war. Get us out of Iraq by the end of September? Hell, this guy’ll have us out in three days. Five days if the L.A. Sheriff’s Department is counting.
Because she was "sick."
-Yeah, right. Paris sick of the bar scene? I hear it wasn’t sickness at all. Word is that the other inmates just thought her appearance fees were way out of line. Four packs of cigarettes to get into her cell? These guys may be a bunch of thieves but they’re not made out of the money they’ve stolen.