We here at the Manor have never had much use for celebrities. We have always felt that anyone who makes their living by posing or acting in front of a camera is a person who has no real life.
That is not to say that we think of actors/models/celebutards don't deserve privacy. Everyone, even if they shake their private parts as a business, deserves a modicum of privacy.
Ask yourself this question. "If I fell asleep on the lovely beach at Malibu while sunbathing would I appreciate it if a paparazzi was taking pictures of my crotch/open mouth/belly or boobs in the name of "freedom of the press?"
Perhaps you have experienced the same disconnect that your faithful correspondent has: after falling asleep on the chesterfield one suddenly awakes to find that the television is tuned to an episode of TNZ or Access Hollywood. And one has found out that (insert celebrutard's name here) has done something human and wondered, "What's the big deal?"
This is all nonsense. Celebrities are almost the least of humans. They contribute little too the civitas. And the paps and their employers are the least of humans.
The only thing for the average man or woman is to "paparazzi' the paparazzi and their masters. In other words, dog Harvey Levin every day and every minute and see how he likes it.
