You gave a star to Winnie the Pooh (Disney's version, not E.H. Shepard's version) recently.
Seriously, y'all are desperate to give stars out to any Tom, Dick, or Harry for no reason.
Yes, I would like to celebrate Winnie the Pooh's star. Yes, I would like to think of it as a small victory for family-friendly programming.
But you know why I can't get happy for Winnie the Pooh's star?
You gave a star to Beyonce and her background singers first.
If ever I meet a Winnie the Pooh at a Disney theme park (before being kicked out because of the high price of vacationing there), I'll see the video for "Stand Up For Love" before Tigger appears on the set and starts wrecking all the green screens that were set up for that video while singing "The Wonderful Thing About Tiggers."
I mean, that's not bad, but you know, I want to associate Pooh with hunny and bees and Piglet, not the complete devastation of Destiny's Child (which should have happened a long time ago when "Survivor" the song came out).
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