Before you they feel petty, and their baseness glows and smoulders against you in invisible revenge. (47)
Being famous does not flourish affection, it sprouts resentment. The prosperity of one person is the cataclysm for others. The fame of few will always contrast the obscurity of many. And there is no greater pain than the whiplashes of pettiness. Pettiness derived from the reasoning that one 's success is a plausible explanation to their failure. In the eyes of castaways, celebrities are a living symbol of how unjust the world is. Of course, these people will never inflame the celebrity in person, but will remain invisible behind the cowl of newspapers and tabloids. When someone gets the highest average in school, their classmates are quick to congratulate them but hold secret desires for their failure. This resentment causes the famous to be the victims of constant criticism. Every waking moment, celebrity 's worst fears about themselves are confirmed by legions of people. To be famous is to be widely noticed, not understood or loved. Appreciation can only be nurtured through intimate connections with friends and family, not thousands of strangers who hold a knife behind their backs. There is no shortcut to making friends, which is what the famous person is in essence seeking. In order to restore essentiality in society, the solution is not to make more people famous, but to change how humans interact with each other. To treat each other with politeness …show more content…
A Modest living is assumably pales in comparison to the lifestyles animated by celebrities. A cruise through the Panama Canal with John Oliver appears more breathtaking than a stroll through the Iron Horse Trail with one 's mother. These implausible fantasies permanently reside in the brain. Maybe, if one were to become famous, they would be released from the cage of mediocrity that imprisons them. Each day would begin anew, filled with adventures with those who are a special experience themselves. Surely, the meaning of life is tightly stitched in the fabric of fame. Near the beginning of the novel, Marcel 's grandmother tears the fabric of her skirt while climbing the stairs. She goes to ask a favour of the French aristocrat Marquise de Villeparisis, who redirects her to a nearby shop owned by a tailor and his daughter, whom she "had found these people perfectly charming: the girl, she said, was a jewel, and the tailor the best and most distinguished man she had ever seen. In her eyes distinction was a thing wholly independent of social position" (Proust 18). The significance of this remark is when recalling her experience, she talks about the tailor, not Marquise de Villeparisis. While Marcel 's other family members believe in the correlation between social status and admirable character, his grandmother knows that this meritocratic idea, the idea that a person fully deserves their position in society, can