Two Cheers for Posh

New York Magazine's Fug Girls take a bold stand on Victoria Beckham, aka Posh:

In this age of starlets frequenting rehab before they're even old enough to drink legally, we find Posh's patented brand of over-the-top drama rather soothing and escapist. She's like Celebrity Sorbet, the palate cleanser we're served between heavy courses of sweaty idiots feuding with their mothers and spilling out of Escalades sans panties. She's totally delicious and refreshing. If only the rest of America would take a bite.

Just because our popular culture has devolved into witless starlets and trash television, it doesn't we can't have standards. It's the backlash to the backlash where our celebrity starvation has taken pop culturists in search of someone who is uncool enough to be cool and cool enough to be uncool. It's like Brit-pop. We're in the gutter, gazing at the stars.