Today I went to Costco and on a Saturday, my nerves were already shot but it was a necessity that I had to do. After getting a few things and wanting to ram every person with my cart, I wanted a churro. Here comes some ADHD...What is it about people and those freaking free samples? Are they there for their lunch or dinner? People act like they are gonna die if they don't get their nickel sized piece of bagel dog. I wouldn't touch that freaking food, its prepared by goodness knows who and those old ladies are rude as hell. I know there is economic downturn, but good HELL, people are such huge free-loaders! They may as well be standing outside in the road with a piece of cardboard box that says "will stand in line for hours for free samples". Its no different than "will work for food". Everybody knows they are not willing to work for food, just as no person taking a free sample is gonna buy said item...freaking cousin Eddie's! As I was saying, I was waiting in the long, long line for a churro and an old man behind me decided to be Mr. Chit Chat. This always happens to me. If there is a lonely dirty old man around he will undoubtedly find me and attach himself to me like a moth to a flame. He started talking about the current world we live in and how different it is for kids blah blah blah. So I humored and said yes it is different and continued with how I am getting old and am feeling it since all the icons from when I grew up pretty much all died in one day. I was of course being sarcastic, since there are still plenty of living icons from the 70's and 80's. He said, who? Michael Jackson? An icon? No way. Now this man was at least 20 years older than me and was acting like we were kindred spirits growing up in the same decade. Whatever. So I said well, he was pretty huge when I was a kid. He said, no he was only famous for a while, and then turned into a weirdo. He said some other choice things, but I tuned him out like a man watching football.
I am not sure what rock this dude climbed under during the last 30 years, but he was either in a coma or addicted to porn for the last 3 decades because Michael was the biggest entertainer of my generation in my opinion and had he not gone totally Jacko, he maybe could have surpassed Elvis. Just sayin'. I was irritated. Probably because I had to have a conversation with some stupid old fart who likes to trash on dead people. So I grabbed my churro and left as fast as I could.
I sure hope God is not as harsh a judge as we humans tend to be. I suspect he won't be. I think we judge each other with a much sharper tongue than God ever would. Why is that? Has our society grown so cold that our compassion towards each other is nothing but angry darts of glee when tragedy strikes? Is this what makes us feel better about ourselves? Do we really thrive on National Enquirer and gossip type news? Americans are really in the toilet. It's time to flush that part of our culture.
This is a bit off topic but bear with me...I have to admit, I am not a big FOX News fan right now. It has turned into very little news and huge amounts of conservative bitching and moaning. It is nauseating! Can I hear some freaking news without commentary already!? Can I get some cheese with that Whine, whine, whine!? I can barely stomach Sean Hannity, Mike Suckabee and yes, even Glenn Beck. I don't like entertainment politico's and avoid watching them so that I can have my own fresh look at politics without their inflamed and alarmist B.S. I don't need their down your throat ideology. I bring this up because I wanted to watch some news coverage on Michael Jackson's death. Bill O' Reilly was on and Laura Ingram was sitting in for Bill. Can I just say that I can't stand her. She is and always will be a sanctimonious bitch. Fine, if you want to take me off of your blog link for saying that go ahead, but she sucks as a radio host and a television host. She thinks she is better than everyone and she makes me scream when I watch her or listen to her, therefore, I don't. All I heard about Michael was his dangling his baby out the window, plastic surgery, molestation charges and how broke he was. LIKE we haven't all lived through IT ALL. The tragedy of watching an amazingly talented man fall like a meteorite into infamy is something we have all LIVED through and watched. I don't need a recap! What was even more annoying was the giddiness in Laura's voice as she reported all the Michael trash. AAAAAHHHHH!! I am so done with the trash on Michael fest!
Who hasn't wanted to take Michael by the hand and guide him into a world of contentment without fame and fortune. Like Britney, like Heath, he lived a life of fame addiction and I refuse to focus on the tragedy we have watched for the last decade or more. I love the old Michael and that is who I mourn. I was a huge Michael Jackson fan. Off the Wall was the first record I ever purchased with my own money. I bought all of them up to the Dangerous album. My son has grown up on his music. I think his life is a Shakespearean tragedy. I don't know the behind the scenes details of his life, I only know what the media has portrayed. I wish he would have had a better support system. Many people have failed him and mostly the media and his family. No one can say for sure whether he was a child molester or not...any parent that takes money in place of justice for their child, is lying. If someone touched my child, prison or castration is the ONLY option for the bastard. No amount of money would keep him from either one.
I am tired of the negative coverage. Let the man die with dignity. Throw on some Michael tunes and shake your body down to the ground. There will never be anyone again with his star power because people today are not creative enough. They are only imposter's who copy the entertainment pioneers of the past. There is no originality in today's music industry. Michael's death saddens me because its a story of what might have been and what is, we can never change. So I choose the good part of Michael, and I like it that way. I hope I get the same treatment when I am six feet under. RIP Michael. I'm a fan! Like a perfect flower that's just beyond your reach, gone too soon...