Paris Hilton Has The Last Laugh

Nicky Hilton carries on her person at all times a key to a safety deposit box which holds the writings, journals, and most importantly the manifesto of her sister, Paris Hilton. The moment of Paris' demise Nicky is instructed to fly to LA immediately and release the content of this box to the world. This is perhaps Nicky's soul reason for existing.

Apon this material's release it will be revealed to the public that, indeed, the joke was on them. Paris, born with a sharp intelligence into a world of privilege and excess, at a young age saw a unique opportunity to exploit the ridiculousness of our times and decide to dedicate her life to art. Not that she would make art, but that her life would become it. Armed with the aide of peroxide, blue contacts, and a forced taste for sequins she transformed her self into the glamazon we know today. Starting small with party photos and Page Six press she quickly catapulted her self into the the consciousness of even the dumbest of Americans. A feat few artists of modern times, the guy who draws pictures of cartoon characters fucking on the internet aside, achieve.

She has enlisted unwittingly other young female celebrities into her grand performance art. Britney Spears, the accidental de Kooning to her Kandinsky, for a while caused Paris some jealousy. After all her work Paris had never created such a masterful spectacle. She comforted her self with the fact that "bitch, is actually crazy", and is currently working on a new piece involving carrying the child of Omar Bin Laden, developing a rumored jenkam addiction, and hijacking a sperm bank.

It's impossible to know the full scope of these writings, and the impact they will have on society. They may very well be the most important human texts of the last century. Eager to find out, I'll wait in anticipation, like most people, for the day Paris Hilton dies.