It’s sad when your biggest accomplishment in life is having forced famous people to pose in pictures with you. Pictures that you then post on a social networking site in order to validate your less than accomplished life. For Michaele and Tareq Salahi, though, that seems to be their mission in life. To get as close to fame as possible, in the hopes it will rub off. And, for the time being, they are getting what they want. They are the hot topic on every news channel and blog out there. But, when the curiosity passes, and it will pass, they will be nothing but a sad joke. Their crashing of the White House state dinner will be an anecdote told at parties for the next few years after which they’ll have rightfully slipped back into obscurity. In their quest for fame, they’ve become the butt of a national joke.
They deny having actually crashed the state dinner held last week, but their names weren’t on the list. Period. That means they crashed. It also means the secret service has some serious self-evaluating to do. But let’s focus on the Salahis, fame whores extraordinaire of the nation’s capital. Not only did they crash a formal dinner held in honor of the Indian Prime Minister Manmohan Singh, but they really hammed it up. Rather, Michaele did. Tareq mostly just stood by while his wife fondled every celebrity and politician in the room.
Just check out her Facebook page for evidence of her social-climbing rampage. If I were to meet Vice President Biden, I’d be hesitant to cuddle up to him the way Michaele did. The woman has no shame or sense of decorum.
I can only hope Bravo execs have a sliver of integrity left and will not give Michaele and Tareq exactly what they want: a spot on the Real Housewives of Washington, D.C. and the reality show fame (or infamy) that comes with the territory. Really, this whole pathetic charade can be summed up by a photo comment left on Michaele Salahi’s Facebook page: “Who you know doesn’t matter, if who you know doesn’t think much of you.”
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