If Britney Spears is really interested in disempowering the paparazzi who stalk her day and night, merely carrying around a camcorder to cleverly reverse the predator/prey relationship (really, why hasn't any other famous person thought of such an elegant commentary on celebrity obsession before?), she's going to have to commit to the concept fully. Until she follows one of those swarming photographers as he climbs into his car and aims her camera at his crotch, screaming, "Rocco! Over here, Rocco! Are your balls hanging out of your shorts, Rocco? Lemme just see a little nut, Rocco!" she's unlikely to make anyone reflect on their role in the tabloid-industrial complex.