The most honest words uttered in the debut of Lindsay, the
new and deeply problematic docuseries about the troubled actress, came
not from the maniacally self-absorbed Lohan or the show’s benefactor,
Oprah Winfrey. Rather, they came from a fan on the street who was glibly
effusive when asked to speak on behalf of the people. “I’m a big fan of
Lindsay Lohan,” he said with a happy grin on his face, “both as an
actress and as a media sensation.” Isn’t it entertaining when a young
woman is so misguided and bent on destruction that she lands in rehab
for a sixth time? As a culture we seem to value Lohan, and countless
women before her, as little more than cheap spectacle, marveling at how
far former good girls can fall from our manufactured pedestals.
