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Who Will Out the Outers?

We’ll always have Paris — but what about privacy?

Mitt Romney uttered an uncomfortable truth: a large portion of the electorate has been bribed with government funds to vote for the party of government. Noting aloud that the land of the free is slowly becoming the land of the freeloader isn’t necessarily wrong. It’s just not the kind of thing polite politicians say in public — which, in defense of the too-polite Romney, he didn’t.

“Forget the content of Mitt Romney’s remarks,” writes Bob Lefsetz of the Lefsetz Letter. “What troubles me is he’s so out of the loop, technologically and socially, that he didn’t realize that anything you say outside of the privacy of your own bathroom, alone, in the dark, is no longer private, and will surface, if anybody truly cares what you have to say.”

G. Gordon Liddy wishes Lefsetz were around in the '70s to defend him. Forty years after Watergate, we celebrate rather than prosecute the peepers, the buggers, and the creeps. The celebrity knows this better than her ugly cousin, the politician.

Kate Middleton recently discovered that good fences make great neighbors only when your neighbor doesn’t possess a ladder and a telephoto lens. Like her brother-in-law, and all of her subjects really, she needs to be naked —it’s an English thing. So when she removed her top to sunbathe at a French chateau, a photographer there — or about 500 meters away — snapped 240 shots. Magazines in Italy, Sweden, France, Ireland, Denmark, and points beyond have allowed their readers to become as cretinous as the picture taker. The sun never sets on the British Empress-in-Waiting.

Paris Hilton, a sort of Kate Middleton who dropped out of finishing school, experienced her gotcha moment in a late-night New York taxi discussing a smartphone app — it’s gaydar really — that enables homosexuals to locate one another for trysts. “Say I log into Grindr,” a gay male model (redundant?) companion informs the hotel heiress. “Someone that’s on Grindr can be in that building and it tells you all the locations of where they are and you can be like, ‘Yo, you wanna f***?’ And he might be on like, the sixth floor.”

Paris, in Paris fashion, responds: “Ewww. Ewww. To get f***ed? Gay guys are the horniest people in the world. They’re disgusting. Dude, most of them probably have AIDS.”

Grossed out by strangers acquiring carnal knowledge, Hilton counsels her friend against the semi-public hook-ups. “I would be so scared if I were a gay guy,” she explains. “You’ll like, die of AIDS.” This commonsense advice has, like, made Hilton a homophobe. OMG!

The media revulsion is not over anonymous encounters in public but a conversation among friends ostensibly in private. When the star of 1 Night in Paris plays the grown up, it’s later than you think.

Society tolerates private behavior performed in public but condemns the expectation of public figures’ discussions remaining private. Like children, we don’t know boundaries. We have no concept of personal space.

The government, with its traffic-light paparazzi and airport grope-downs, hasn’t set the best example. Neither has popular entertainment, with reality television awarding every exhibitionist a voyeur. Technology is the worst offender. Facebook and Twitter prove the mirror too antiquated, with too limited an audience, to satiate the narcissist. GPS vehicle trackers, cell-phone cameras, and Spyware make Peeping Tom feel like James Bond.

Encroaching eyeballs and antenna ears just show the value of maintaining a personal sphere. If one wants proof that people crave privacy more than ever, just consider the behavior of the invaders of privacy. Allen Funt aside, the man behind the hidden camera never ventures in front of it. The bugger never puts his secret utterances on blast. The source’s demand of anonymity is often a tacit admission of sleaziness. We redact our names from what causes us shame.

“Privacy is passé,” claims Bob Lefsetz. The anonymity of Kate’s stalker photographer, Paris’s eavesdropping cabbie, and Mitt’s candid cameraman suggests that it’s anything but.

About the Author

Daniel J. Flynn, the author of The War on Football: Saving America’s Game, blogs at www.flynnfiles.com.

Letter to the Editor View all comments (55) |

Darin| 9.21.12 @ 6:27AM

How about targeting the worst offenders in the paparazzi and stalking them with cameras, video recorders, etc.? Everything they do, everywhere they do, everything they say, everyone they meet, is publicized on a web site that is given prominent display via links on a host of other sites (drudge would be a great gateway). Let these slime find out what it's like to be on the other end of the camera.

Aristocat| 9.21.12 @ 7:17AM

One of the most dangerous invasions of privacy is something most people are not even aware of : police spying from the air..It is pervasive...They can look in your windows with cameras so powerful they can read your paper...Cities maintain fleets of Peeping Tom aircraft that the citizens are oblivious to...and no warrant is required to watch your every move if they want to.

Gary B| 9.21.12 @ 8:32AM

What did I say yesterday? Never, never trust the cops! Especially, now that the federal government is giving them the latest military killing machines. What happens is what always happens. They look for every excuse to use this neat stuff.

TLP| 9.21.12 @ 8:43AM

Shouldn't that read: Everyone has Aready Had Paris?

Contest.

TLP| 9.21.12 @ 2:01PM

Contest at Kaplan's.

TLP| 9.21.12 @ 3:10PM

Roger Kaplan.

RonRonDoRon| 9.21.12 @ 9:14PM

What is this silly game you are playing? Is anyone else playing, or are you just playing with yourself?

TinaB| 9.21.12 @ 7:14AM

Or maybe a papparazzi reality show. Put cameras in a house with a bunch of 'em. Watch them attack and undermine each other to get the scoop. See them pack up their $5000 camera and bag to sneak out into the night to surrupticiosly audio/visually tape an unsuspecting gay man using his new app to find someone to play with, as his 5 roommates do the same and they all run into each other on the front lawn getting into their cars and this begins a big brawl. Or even maybe a contest as to which pap team can catch the sleaziest event for the final round. One they all become famous from the reality show, they could be challenged to catch each other in flagrante delicto, or whatever that's called.

Maybe not, I can't stand that shit anyway.

Occam's Tool| 9.21.12 @ 4:37PM

You know, can't anyone just say: "Nice job, Paris. You were absolutely right. Gay sex IS dangerous, and made more so by Gay promiscuity."

The lady is already rich, and may have even more money one day. We can use more rich donors.

TinaB| 9.21.12 @ 7:16AM

Typo:*Once

Gary B| 9.21.12 @ 8:34AM

I say again, it all started with our beloved Bill Clinton, the guy who made rape cool.

TLP| 9.21.12 @ 8:42AM

Contest has begun.

Look and you shall find.

Gary B| 9.21.12 @ 8:36AM

It it just me or does Paris Hilton look like a female Jiminy Cricket?

Grzmlyk| 9.21.12 @ 9:23AM

You're right. Then again, I've always thought Jiminy Cricket was pretty hot.

TLP| 9.21.12 @ 9:50AM

A mouths a mouth, eh Grizz?

Grzmlyk| 9.21.12 @ 9:52AM

Wow - a hostile shot for no reason at all.

And to think I used to read your comments.

I will not be making that mistake again.

TLP| 9.21.12 @ 2:04PM

That's not hostile.

This old Foreman where I once worked, told about Going to bars and getting queers for sex, when he was in the Navy.

When everybody would look at him, Astonished, he would say: Hey. A Mouth's a Mouth. Which made everyone just More astonished.

Not you.

Contest at Kaplan's.

Grzmlyk| 9.21.12 @ 9:53AM

And by the way, this "contest" stuff makes you look like a friggin' moron.

Grzmlyk| 9.21.12 @ 9:54AM

I should have said, "this 'contest' stuff makes you look like a friggin' moron, CLINT."

TLP| 9.21.12 @ 2:07PM

Then I take my explanation back.

Fck You, and Fck your Mother.

How's that?

Better?

Fck the Dog, while your at it.

Or does the Dog Fck You?

Tough Guy.

Louis Jenkins| 9.21.12 @ 9:11AM

In respect to the poster above, the police do it. They do it with cameras in airplanes, UAVs, on poles through out the city. They listen to what you've got to say with enhanced microphones in street lights, etc. The airpolice inspect you with naked x-ray cameras? The Dept. of Homeland Security does it cartablanc. And you protest that the paparazzi is going too far? The paparazzi is condenmed for making his living on top of a step ladder? At least he publishes his findings. Yes, there's better ways to make a living, but chances are Kate was already photographed by a high flying drone. Again, Kate if you didn't want to be photographed ala nude then you should have kept your clothes on. Get over it, and bare yourself or get dressed! One of the two and shut up!

Aristocat| 9.22.12 @ 1:32AM

Thank you, Louis, you are correct...The police can not only watch your every move, inside your house or anywhere else, but they can also listen to every word you speak inside your own home...All this without a warrant...I invite a police officer with knowledge of this to join this post.

Grzmlyk| 9.21.12 @ 9:21AM

I think the real point is that we are now punished for telling the truth.

It is all part of the alternate liberal universe that too many Americans are now all too willing to live in.

In this alternate universe, a sex change operation is a good thing - despite the fact that it no more turns a man into a woman or vice versa than grafting a tail onto your coccyx makes you a dog.

The pop culture has also banned any truth when it comes to our petulant child in chief - the execrable, odious, hideous Barack Obama and his boon (booty?) companion, Michelle, Extorters Extraordinaire (and yes, this has gone so far as to infect the pages of this web site, as proven by Ben Stein's latest piece of nausea-inducing tripe).

Also, the desire for a great swath of Americans to have someone else pay for their large lifestyles must now be considered the highest moral virtue, because, like, that proves they're not selfish.

John Maynard Keynes is also the inventor of the universe's only known perpetual motion machine.

I could go on and on. Our culture is now one big fat lie.

I have to run. The emperor's coach is passing by, and I hear he's wearing a suit of clothes that is to die for.

BTW, it may be my hormones talking, but I've always had, uh, a soft spot for Paris Hilton. Yeah, she was obnoxious on that reality show years back, but the truth is, at least her labors (such as they may have been) brought money into the Hilton coffers - surely the first time that's occurred in generations.

Who Knows?| 9.21.12 @ 9:32AM

Who cares?

One of my favorite lines is, “Who are these people?”, spoken to someone at the checkout stand, as I point to the faces of celebrities beaming (or not) at us from the covers of those ubiquitous “popular” magazines.

And, I mean it! Aside from a pol like The One, almost ALL of them are unknown to me. Who is this Kate Middleton, anyway? The names AND faces all seem to me a merge and a blur---where’s Proust, when you need him?

Seriously, though, what IS a celebrity or a politician? How does one become such an animal?

We’re all familiar with the guys and gals from high school, who WORKED at being popular. They fought to be well liked, and those at the tip of the pyramid of this set of strivers deserve what they get---it’s THEIR choice.

Actually, it’s all just Narcissus on Narcissus, like white on white, or fame on fame, in this case.

In India, those who’ve truly renounced the stupidity and painfulness of a “normal” egoic life, seek a guru---the word means light bringer. Real gurus have no fear of hiding from cameras or microphones---au contraire!

Being in their mere presence-- usually barely clothed, silently sitting--is highly valued. It’s called darshan.

To see an Enlightened One, at least once, is enough.

To have seen Jesus in his lifetime COULD have Enlightened the seer---to a non-dual Intuition: no self-other.

Grzmlyk| 9.21.12 @ 9:51AM

I'm of two minds about your comment.

The strangers staring back at you from the pages of the Enquirer are a sign of age (and, yes, the ubiquity of celebrity in today's world).

And, yes, the utterly shallow culture of celebrity is downright alarming, and when non-entities like Eva Longoria are speakers at the Dem convention, one wonders how much lower we can go. Then again, the sine qua non of being a Democrat is shallow thinking, coupled with impervious narcissism.

Celebrity seems to be an artifact of modern culture that is embedded in the human genome.

I used to live in NYC, a celebrity haven. I tried never to register overt reaction to them (and I have never understood the fascination with autographs), but I will admit my pulse quickened with each sighting, and it always made for a good story.

I had a friend who was determined to be a hard-edged, cynical New Yorker - it was the only badge he could find to wear in his desultory life. Well, even though his heart's desire was to become a famous movie star, he affected a contempt for celebrities such that whenever he waited on one (yes, he was the quintessential waiter waiting for a break that never came), he would take great pride in telling me later on that he pretended not to recognize them, and that he treated them like they were nobody.

But of course he wouldn't have responded that way if he hadn't been impulsively thrilled to death, and I think there's a little of that in all of us. We are, after all, human.

Who Knows?| 9.21.12 @ 10:24AM

Yeah, I can relate.

I’ve always lived away from places where celebrities abound.

However, just as everyone supposedly has 15 minutes of fame, they’ve also probably sometime encountered a famous person---maybe not in Wyoming, say.

I was the accountant to a small health food store in Mill Valley, Ca.—Marin County---in the 70’s & 80’s, which shared a building with “Sweetwater”, a hip, but small, bar, that featured various singers.

One night, as I was working away, Van Morrison, a short longhaired dude, accidentally came in our back entrance.

Whoopee do.

We also catered to other famous groups who resided in that tony area. Why, I even became friends, for a while, with a Sacheen Littlefeather (I think that was her name), the Indian who accepted an Oscar for Marlon Brando, way back in time.

You bubble up, and you pop.

Grzmlyk| 9.21.12 @ 10:45AM

Isn't Sacheen's real name Marie Louise Cruz?

Anyhoo, you may say "whoopee do," but you did feel compelled to share the story. Which is my point.

There's something about celebrity that draws us, like moths to flame, and even those who affect nonchalance often feel compelled to share their encounter with luminescence with their friends. One might say that, in some would-be world-weary types, the worship of celebrity is a custom more honored in the breach than the observance.

Again, we're human, and, like it or not, there's something about a brush with celebrity that validates us.

Grzmlyk| 9.21.12 @ 11:00AM

Actually, I should have said "the disdaining of celebrity is a custom more honored in the breach than the observance."

Not enough coffee yet.

Who Knows?| 9.21.12 @ 11:54AM

I have no clue about Sacheen's real name.

Grzmlyk| 9.21.12 @ 12:21PM

I recall hearing that she was a fraud, but it turns out that she's a mutt - parts of several indian tribes and some European.

I just find it hilarious that she gave herself such a hollywooded up name (and that Brando chose a hollywood-esque hottie to represent him).

I mean, we can't have college team names like "the Fighting Illini" anymore because that's hateful stereotyping, and the Washington "Redskins'" days are numbered (The Washington Redtapes?).

Seems to me that Sacheen was being culturally insensitive to herself. I wonder if she can sue herself?

On second thought, she should sue George W. Bush. Not that he had anything to do with it, but, from the liberal perspective, he's responsible for everything from the fall of Rome to Katie's break-up with Tom.

And I'm sure an Obama-appointed judge would be glad to hear the case, and, under the new and improved "Constitution," there's no statute of limitations on "mean spiritedness."

God forbid liberals embrace assimilation.

Seek| 9.21.12 @ 11:40AM

I find this a marvelous anecdote. To have met the great Van Morrison, still one of our most soulful musicians, in person IS a big Whoopee do. Consider yourself lucky.

Grzmlyk| 9.21.12 @ 11:47AM

I agree with you, Seek. I think Van's the bomb. Truly a unique artist, and very eclectic.

I understand he's quite eccentric, but I love his work.

Who Knows?| 9.21.12 @ 11:52AM

I didn't "meet" him. He opened the door to my office, I saw and recognized him, told him he was in the wrong place, and directed him where to go.

And, at the time, since I still liked rock and roll music, him included, it was a big deal.

Paul McGrath| 9.21.12 @ 12:27PM

When I lived in the city we used to go to the Sweetwater often. Great bar, great time. If you were there in the eighties we probably ran into each other. Saw Maria Muldaur. Country Joe. A bunch of less famous bands.

Grzmlyk| 9.21.12 @ 12:41PM

I had lunch with Mick Jagger once.

Ok, that's not true.

But a girlfriend dragged me to some hoity-toity party in the Puck Building once - she snagged an invitation that wasn't intended for the hoi polloi - and I discovered it was some kind of benefit. Matt Dillon came to our table and asked if we were having a good time, and, after dinner, we all stood in a circle around Carly Simon, who sang "Anticipation" (quite well, as I recall).

It made for a good story!

Who Knows?| 9.21.12 @ 7:31PM

Yup--Maria Muldaur shopped at our store often. Don't forget Santana.

Occam's Tool| 9.21.12 @ 5:31PM

Yup. Ran into Danny Aiello at Cantor's once---he was a table away.I didn't run up to him and ask to talk to him---such is not the Angeleno way.

I don't get Cable and I rarely go to movies; I live in the sticks and I vote Republican; therefore, I worry and think about celebs less and less than goodness. I prefer to think about how to prevent suicides from occurring on my inpatient units.

Who Knows?| 9.21.12 @ 7:45PM

In 1971 or 72, at UCSB, getting a teaching credential, I was just getting cranked up on classical music.

Vladimir Ashkenazy was scheduled to play the piano, and a fellow student, a VERY NICE lady, had a single ticket right in the middle of the auditorium, only a few rows from the front---that she gave me!

I got appropriately stoned.

Vlad played a famous Beethoven Sonata---maybe the Moonlight---and either the 7th or 10th Chopin Etudes. I’d heard the first, but the Chopin was completely new to me.

What a cascading musical orgasm!

Each etude was ecstatic. When he finished one especially wild climax, I was sure it was over, and about jumped out of my seat to cheer.

But, he had a couple more to even further ratchet up my fervor.

It was THE classical music highlight of my life.

Coda---the same lady who gave me the ticket later got to ride with Ashkenazy to a party, and reported back to me that he complained that he hated playing the piano.

Maybe he was just burned out from lots of public performances. When he later turned to conducting, I was not surprised.

I HIGHLY recommend getting both Chopin Etudes---they are truly AWESOME.

BayouKiki| 9.21.12 @ 10:20AM

I'm glad the video came out and I'm glad this discussion is being had. You can talk all day long about whether Romney had his percentages right but the message was spot on. Liberals have been buying votes and creating dependency since the 30s and the process has now reached its peak. I know this was a cringe moment for Romney and I also know the MSM and the President's campaign are having great fun with it but it's being talked about. Finally. If we don't do something now, the 47% will become the 50.000001% and then we're goners.

Grzmlyk| 9.21.12 @ 10:34AM

We're goners anyway. I believe that we have traveled so far through the rabbit hole into and Alice-in-Wonderland reality that we are incapable of grasping the situation this country is truly in.

In this world - as in all totalitarian states - the truth is the primary enemy. Fortunately for the Regime, the mainstream media is utterly complicit in perpetuating the Big Lie; we see how Romney is being skewered, not because he got percentages wrong or was "insensitive," but because he uttered the unvarnished truth, and that's a crime against the State. I'm sure his handlers will cure him of this tic.

As such, a President Romney will not attempt to shatter the illusion. He knows what lies beneath the thin veneer of American efficacy, and that is a hellish landscape indeed that involves serious pain for Americans, which is politically untenable. Better to keep giving us the narcotic of quantitative easing and other fiscal quackery.

Therefore, if Romney's elected - and I think he may be (unless the Dem cheating machine prevails), he will lie to us and pray that he can kick the can of collapse farther down the road, which he will not be able to do.

Paul McGrath| 9.21.12 @ 12:36PM

It is going to be tricky, Grym, but there is a way out. First, somehow, rein in spending. Just get it under control. Show the world and the financial markets that we are serious about this, just to buy some time.

Second: We are sitting on an ocean of oil and natural gas. We need to exploit it. (Of course, Romney can't use that word, but that is exactly what we must do.) The revenue we could generate from this would be huge. And of course, gas prices would go down, improving the economy, and jobs would increase.

It is almost like God Almighty is giving us one final chance. We can not afford to screw this up.

Grzmlyk| 9.21.12 @ 4:29PM

Paul, you are more optimistic than I am.

We will NEVER rein in spending enough. Romney has no intention of doing that. He and Ryan are statists who are running on preserving Medicare and social security, two of the biggest elephants in the room. You can't get serious about cutting spending and allow these entitlement programs to continue; the situation's too dire. It's like saying you're going to dry off by jumping into a shallower ocean.

Second, the world and financial markets already know the jig is up - we aren't serious about this; China's already curtailed its purchase of bonds, and Japan followed. Who's buying our bonds now? Treasure. We are past the point of no return on printing money.

On oil, Romney won't proceed aggressively in exploiting these resources - he'll allow himself to be hamstrung by the EPA - and the Marxist politics behind it. Also, the reason oil is so expensive is not lack of supply - we're actually floating in oil right now, and demand has been dropping since 2008. Oil is so expensive is because it's traded in dollars, which are debased, and foreign entities are charging more because they know dollars are worth less.

The only way to stop the hemorrhaging is to amputate - dump social security almost entirely, dump Medicare, dump Medicaid, dump the ethanol subsidies and half of the inside-the-beltway hangers-on and leeches who jack up all of these spending bills. Cut regulation drastically.

Romney will NEVER do any of that.

Bill8472| 9.21.12 @ 10:21AM

Bob Lefsetz says, "Privacy is passe," eh?

I wonder how passe it would be for him if paparrazzi waited in hiding for him, then mobbed him and his family as he attempted to go to work in the morning.

fmm| 9.21.12 @ 11:05AM

This whole flap about the 47% comment is a teachable moment. In private fundraisers, politicians often speak the truth about the state of the nation and their own thoughts and policies because they are seeking support from potentially like minded individuals. The tragedy here is that they do not speak thusly in public, from some misguided fear that they will alienate a portion of the voting public. My opinion is that they and the public would fare much better if they acted the same way in public as they do in private. Their believability would be increased since they would not be trying to appease their audiences, which always sounds false, and there would be less fodder for being misquoted. The public would benefit by becoming truly knowledgeable about policies and facts, thereby being in a better position to cast their votes. Remember that a decided advantage of telling the truth is that you don't have to remember which lie you told to whom, and your sincerity is thereby enhanced.

TLP| 9.21.12 @ 3:15PM

Contest a Roger Kaplan's House. (Column)

BShep| 9.21.12 @ 11:36AM

You, uh, do realize that this is all a game, right? Oh, maybe not the Romney flap but with all of the “rick and famous”.

“Famous” people all protest about the paparazzi but they do NOTHING to truly stop them. Is your picture worth a lot of money to the paparazzi? Then pose for a LOT of pictures (take two days out of your life and stand outside your front door inviting any and all paparazzi to take as many pictures as they want) and your picture will then become worthless. Instant problem fix.

Maybe the “Famous” cannot consider the above suggestion because it is too much like capitalism?

C. S. P. Schofield| 9.21.12 @ 2:17PM

Regarding Ms. Hilton's remarks (who knew she had that much sense?); is it the homosexuals are sexually incontinent, or have all the sex-addicted, borderline sex-predators who would boink a rock-pile if they thought there was a snake under it gravitated to the Gay label because nobody is supposed to criticize Gays?

TLP| 9.21.12 @ 3:16PM

Contest at Kaplan's Column.

Aristocat| 9.22.12 @ 1:39AM

Please stop taking up space with these contests...
They suck...Please comment on the author's article instead of arguing with each other.

JGW| 9.23.12 @ 4:12AM

Back in the late sixties and early seventies I worked in a mens clothing store in Baltimore. Had the pleasure of meeting many of the great ones from the Colts and Orioles: Brooks Robinson, Jim Palmer, Unitas, the list goes on.

I was just a young twenty something selling them their ties and shirts. What has always remained with me was what regular guys they seemed to be. Nice as could be!

Bought my first legal six-pack from Artie Donovan in his liquor store. Now there is a character! Always had time to talk to his customers and did'nt give a flip who you were or how much you spent.

Note. All, Hall of Famers.

Of course, maybe they don't count as celebs. To decent.

Met Judy Collins way, way back ( I was seventeen ) in the Blue Dog coffee house on York Rd. in Baltimore. The most incredible blue eyes ever!

Bill8472| 9.24.12 @ 12:48PM

Weren't you surprised at how tiny she was?

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