Scarlett Johansson got a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame the other day, adding her name to the beloved list of past and present Hollywood royalty who are honored everyday by gaggles of sickly-looking prostitutes and countless homeless vagrants puking, pissing and passing out next to them on a daily basis. Truly a distinguished feather in her cap. Do you know the stars have to pay for this shit? Not the nomination or the star itself, but rather all the cost of building the stage, the press pens, the red carpets, the traffic control and all the rest of what it takes to have this big event. The nominee has to fork over the cash for this as a requirement of getting the star. It's like tens of thousands of dollars for an hour of ass-kissing and gushing over their star, which they'll probably hardly ever see again in person. Seems like a real waste of money to me, but there it is. Congrats, Scarlett. You got screwed.