I find the interest inexplicable that the human being has in the life of the other, I do not know if this happens only for curiosity, or is one takes refuge where per some instants the individual forgets its problems and passes if to dedicate in the problem of the other. Costumo to say that all we have in them a little of I medicate, technician, and judges, since we criticize and we condemn the neighbor with an easiness, and we summarize or we synthecize its life in few words, defining for isolated facts or the momentary events. But what it takes a person to count so particular things to a stranger, or a face mere known? It will be lack? Desperation? Affinity? Why we trust our lives to that nor we know? I find that the exposition of people in reality show, the necessity of relationship in virtual sites and all this world where the daily one of the artists finishes turning the news in site fofoca, make with that the population wants of indirect form to call the attention the society that this to its redor to take knowledge of its life and if to become a species of celebrity in its quarter, in the Orkut, facebook, MSN, Twitter and etc. This is the motivation that takes people dispatches by post it videos in youtube, to place photos of its moments in site and to go in apelativos programs of television to display problems familiar, believing that the sender or the auditorium will bring some type of referring imedita solution to the argued subject.