I watched Michael Jackson’s memorial service and there were some touching moments. I did cry and by the time it was done I had soaked more than a couple of tissues. Brooke Shields’ speech was the best. I think she probably did know him better than most. Her story about them sneaking into Elizabeth Taylor’s room to see her wedding gown and finding Elizabeth asleep was the best.
Magic Johnson’s story about Michael ordering KFC for dinner and how amazed he was that MJ ate food like the rest of America was funny too. It seemed that to most of us Michael Jackson was placed upon a pedestal far beyond our reach of what is “normal”. He became the illusion of non-reality and in a way Michael himself began to see the man in the mirror, himself; as something beyond what actually existed. His major talent, his magnificence, dehumanized him. He said himself, he was Peter Pan.
Unable to move among us in public without being mobbed, he had to be surrounded by handlers and body guards. Incapable of simple acts such as going to the grocery store, he had to pay people to get the things he needed. He became surrounded by people who did anything he wished. I think this was his demise. Nobody said “NO” to him.
During the service it was mentioned several times how God took Michael to heaven. It’s not as if Michael were struck down by an accident or some serious illness. He died because he had an addiction and there were so many who were willing to say “YES” to him when he wanted something that would ultimately kill him and take him too soon away from his children. I feel so sorry for his kids. I hope they have someone they love to look out for them.
How many times in our own lives has someone close to us told us something we didn’t want to hear but needed to hear? Probably more times than we care to count, eh? All of us have been told “NO” and we usually found later that things turned out better because of it. Perhaps we didn’t wear that hideous outfit in public because our friend was kind enough to tell us it wasn’t flattering. There are many examples I can think of, the clothing one just comes to mind but there are more serious matters when having someone who CARES enough to look out for our best interest is important for our well being. Like the Emperor with no clothes, Michael Jackson lived his life among servile individuals. Nobody was looking out for HIS well being. Only for themselves. $$$
Michael Jackson might have made his huge comeback and been around to enjoy watching his children grow up if only someone had told him “NO.” I realize that there were many people standing in the wings ready willing and able to give him anything he wanted. They gave and gave as they dug his grave. So truly sad…
I will miss Michael Jackson. I grew up with his music from the beginning of his career. I can remember walking into music class in the 4th grade and hearing the Jackson Five’s song…. “Oh baby give me one more chance….to tell you I love you” resonating from the am radio. I remember when MTV first came out and Michael’s music videos were bigger than life productions. For decades his music has played in the background of my life. He was only a couple of years older than me so I am also reminded of my own mortality. He touched many lives and as the King of Pop, his music will go on and he will be memorialized beyond the man he was just as his real life was bigger than even he himself could live up to. Fame has a big price.
Sam Harris gave a thoughtful analogy of why he felt Micheal Jackson lived as he did. It’s well worth the 13 minute video.
Adam was great on American Idol tonight! Alsion was good too. I loved the duet with her and Adam. Simon said, he believed Adam gave Alison a good chance at staying in the competition. I agree. I had a new appreciation for Alsion’s ability as a performer. I had not really liked her before. I actually gave her a vote after that performance.
Danny’s performance was not good. He seemed to be trying too hard to be like Adam and he lost his appeal as well as his voice. Kris was also mediocre.
I only voted for Adam and Alison. My first time voting for Alison all season. Last night she earned it.
So, who will go home tonight? Will Danny be in the bottom?
I think we will be saying bye bye to Kris tonight.
I haven’t felt like writing much lately. I’m fighting off depression and anxiety. The anxiety hits me mostly at night when my mind just keeps trying to work out plans and things I need or want to do. I tell myself to relax. This is a time to rest. Think about that tomorrow. You’ve got all day…. but still, the mind keeps going, thinking, worrying, stressing.
My husband was laid off again from his job and we felt the best thing to do was to put most of our belongings in storage and downsize to a one bedroom apartment until things get better. This does take a tremendous amount of stress off of us. The thing about moving that really made me sad was that we had lived in our town house for six years and it was the place where my son lived with us until he grew up and moved out on his own. Moving was going to permanently take away the feeling of walking passed his old bedroom, of having his room available should he decide he needed to move back. I was sad.
This new apartment is nice. It’s small but I do have a gorgeous view from my bedroom window just where I set up my desk.
We are somewhat settled in to the new place but still have some unpacking to do and still some stuff that will need to go to storage. This place is small. I do love the kitchen though, it is an open floor plan and I also got a new stove when we moved in. I think I’ll like it here.
Gawd! Will this ever end? I feel like my head is going to pop right off!
I’m sick! I hate being sick!
I did manage to spend some time on my patio watering my plants and enjoying the beautiful day. It’s sunny and just the right temperature. I love days like this. Now if I could get over this cold, it would be perfection. =)
I’m so proud of you and for the initiative you have taken in riding your bike everywhere. Please remember to wear you helmet. There’s a reason you should wear your helmet (ALWAYS). Though this is humorous, turn up your volume and watch her run into the pole.
I was watching the Tyra Banks show today. I’ve only watched it a couple of times but found today’s show rather interesting. The topic was on etiquette and how many of today’s folks have let it go to the way side.
One of the main focuses on the show was people with horrible table manners and how they behaved when they went out to eat in public restaurants.
Through out the show I could not stop thinking about something that happened not too long ago. Something so completely disgusting and embarrassing that I was shocked that my friend would even kiss the mouth of the guy who was putting on the show at our table when we dined out with her and her (cringe) boyfriend.
We went out to dinner at rib night at a local restaurant. It had been a long time since I got to spend anytime with my friend as she was consumed by this creep the minute she started dating him. She’s an attractive, intelligent woman with a good career yet she has a habit of picking up strays who drain her finances, self esteem and energy as they need to be taken care of and this man was no exception. Damn! I wish she would stop settling and wait for the kind of man she deserves, to come along. (But that’s a whole other story!) Back to this one….
So, we’re sitting at the table and the ribs are delivered. They also gave us an ample supply of wet napkins to keep our hands clean and prevent too much of a mess. Well this guy proceeds to grab a handful of ribs rubbing his hands all over the barbecue sauce, then rubs the sauce all over his face. His face is now not only dripping with sauce but it is stained red where some of the sauce has come off.
Every single party or server who passes our table has to hear him yell out, “Do I have something on my face?” We go through this scenario over and over and over. Passerby’s stopping to giggle at this idiot who thinks he is clever.
Now the kicker to the story is…. He also has a hugeglob of snot dripping down his nose and into his mustache. Reminded me of a two year old kid. I kept wondering if he knew. I wondered if my friend noticed. Why wasn’t she saying something? She’s sitting right next to him!!! I didn’t know if I should say something or tell him he needed to wipe his nose. Funny, in the midst of this, I’m trying to think of the polite thing to do. hahaha…. I began to laugh and giggle even though I was so grossed out I stopped eating.
I Could not even take a bite of those delicious ribs with him sitting across from me barbecue sauce stained face with snot running down his nose into his mustache. He reached across the table and grabbed a roll and put it on my plate. Then made the comment that he washed his hands. I wondered if this was some cruel joke. Was he doing this on purpose?
I had my flip video camera in my purse so I decided to film this little episode. Hell, I was done eating. He then stuck bones in his mouth and held on to bones in both hands and began to pose for me. I kept telling him that this was not a camera. He just kept posing. Yep, it’s caught on video, snot and all. Not that I’m doing anything with it. I could not believe that a grown man would act this way. I don’t even know why I filmed it. Don’t know why I sat there and laughed when I was apparently not amused. It was an odd and uncomfortable situation all together.
I don’t understand why my friend would be with someone who acts like that.
I decided after that episode of his antics, (not the first time he’s grossed me out) I was done. I’ll be polite, say hello when I run into him at social occasions and avoid him as much as possible.
"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes. I am out of control at times and hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best." -- Marilyn Monroe
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