Sunday, November 23, 2008
Dear Hanna Montana,
I'm wondering if you could do me a favor?
You've got a pretty nice run going on right now - movies, concerts, paraphernalia galore (based on what? I have no idea, but that's a topic for another day.) Anyways, I'm wondering if you could agree to enjoy this little stint while it lasts.
And then fade away into obscurity by the time my little girls are, let's say, three? I'm not asking for a spectacular lohan-esque meltdown or even a hubris-induced flame out. If you could just simply go away, that would be great.
You see, I'm just not down with your multiple-personalitied self, or the thousands of products that little girls seem to HAVE to have in order to be deemed worthy of being your fan. And frankly, I think being a little girl is tough enough without having to don a long blond wig at every sleepover you get invited to.
Perhaps, I'm speaking out of turn here. Maybe there are some valuable life lessons that you teach in your shows, concerts, whatever. But as an outside observer, the only message I am taking away from your shtick is that in order to be successful and still keep your pals, one has to be engaged in an elaborate act of trickery, disguise and an ultimate hiding of one's true self. And none of that translates into the kind of young women I hope my girls to be.
Dear, dear Hanna/Miley, please be gone in a few years. And please take the Jonas Bros. and the entire cast of High School Musical with you.