Days like this I marvel at the lack of intelligence in the world. Not yours, of course not. Other people. Rich and suddenly famous people. I lack understanding. I lack caring.
Thank God.
Today there was "breaking entertainment news" on my local news channel. Apparently Kim Kardashian has had all the marriage she can take. All 72 days of it. Marriage is a real let down after a nationally televised wedding extravaganza. Poor Kim. How will she top this? Please don't let me find out. Maybe she should take a sabbatical from reality TeeVee and just have a little reality.
Lindsay Lohan, Lilo, Bimbo. I'm sorry, I keep hearing that she is so talented. Really? When has she been out of trouble long enough to be talented? Seems like she played Hailey Mills when she was little. OK. Then she got drunk. Then she stayed drunk. Now she is going to "express myself" by posing for Playboy. I cannot believe that no one thought of this before! It's a career saver! It's a statement! It says, "who needs talent if you look good naked?" See Jenny McCarthy.
Michael Jackson died because he was the Rich, Spoiled King of Pop. I am sorry the man is dead. I am sorry he ruined his talent by being a drug addict. If you know the names of drugs used during surgery you have a drug problem. If you have a personal physician by your side you have a drug problem. I realize the damage this will do to LaToya's career, (we only see her when another Jackson is in trouble), but Michael killed himself one way or the other. "He didn't have a childhood". Makes it sound like he picked cotton during the depression.
"I didn't get to be a rock star". See. Nobody cares.
Dr. Murray's only crime is being a greedy doctor who wanted to hang out with Michael Jackson for tons of money and get him whatever drugs he wanted. It's called being a drug pusher with a license. Those drug pushers without a license don't get in near as much trouble. A member of my family died from a drug overdose. He bought those drugs off the street. There were no charges filed. There wasn't even a search for the drug pusher. Take Dr. Murray's medical license and accept that the King of Pop died from fame. And recklessness.
Herman Cain apparently had a little sexual harassment problem in the 90s. When will men learn to tell the truth first time? See Bill Clinton. Instead of vehemently denying the allegation and then "remembering" later on Fox News, just say, "there was a lawsuit, no charges were filed, on the advice of my lawyer I paid a small settlement. In my opinion my actions never reached the level of sexual harassment". Then take a picture of your penis and accidentally publish it to the world. Go to rehab.
Poor Kate Mittleton. She will forever be portrayed as looking fabulous. She will never be assumed to have a brain. My goodness there has to be something beneath the pretty. Maybe the media should delve into that instead of who she is wearing, what's on her head and where she got that scar.
Michelle Obama shops at Target. Alert the media. Of course someone did. Let the woman shop in peace. If she was shopping at Central Market she would be "elitist". Shopping at Target should really not draw media attention. Had she been denied service or was arrested for shop lifting, that would be news.
The World Series is over. I am not a huge baseball fan but I got caught up in the hype. The hometown boys of summer were going to the series. Game Six was the most intense baseball I have ever watched. It was heart wrenching. Game Seven it seemed like the Rangers wanted to lose. How does that happen? How do you not get up for the last game of the year? That is like using the worst take out of a studio session and burning it forever in plastic. Or having the best dress rehearsal and a horrible opening night. Professionals don't do that.
I am a rabid Cowboy fan. There is nothing I hate more for the Cowboys than losing to the Eagles. Losing a close game in Philly can make me sad for a week. Getting our ass kicked makes me want to kick a puppy, (no puppies were hurt in the writing of this blog). This is professional football. These men makes huge amounts of money to play a game. Maybe some of those millions should go to the fans for having to watch something that gross. C'mon Cowboys....you gotta score more points if you want to win. (Heard that little nugget from a broadcaster).
Last but not least, The Madoff family just had to write a book. Spare me. No sympathy. "We knew nothing so we wrote a book about it." "We tried to kill ourselves with pills but instead we woke up". Bernie didn't get to be a great grifter by not trying. Maybe he should have called in professional help. Where was Doctor Murray when you needed him?
Making friends wherever I go,
Lillybell Blues
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