Because finding scattered bits of fossilized, Greek ex-fiancé nut butter in her knickers drawer totally qualifies Paris Hilton as the heiress apparent to the intellectual bounty of ancient Greece; we are all now in the twisty position of being reminded that the sad crumbles of drunk, projectile DNA were more sentient and self-aware than their intended target. According to E! News, Paris and her glamorously prescient finger on the pulse of our culture both fervently believe that they, along with Britney Spears, are the originators of what is arguably (no argument here) the ominous sign of hell finally meeting its handbasket: The selfie.