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Plagued With TMI

Can’t seem to get all the Grammy TMI out of my head. So, did she get a Brazilian or not. Gross. I am beginning to realize that lately there has been way too much information in all the wrong places. It would be nice if our political leaders would disclose the important details and not all the trivial and useless ones. Speaking of which, do people really believe that the U.S. leaders have no idea where Osama Bin Laden is? They know everything, and they were even warned about September 11th. But they can’t find a man attached to a dialysis machine? There were claims since December 2001 that he had died and now they are popping up and saying that he is alive and well. Don’t let me get started on politics. I don’t know enough. I only know conspiracy theories, they are my all time favorite.

Back to the celebrity TMI. The media dictates most of our lives and they affect our society and culture a great deal. There are extremes, of course, of people following every celebrity move. Complete makeovers to resemble their stars. The significant others who will pay a bloody fortune to acquire a dirty tissue of the sniffling Scarlett Johansson. That, by the way, went for 5,300 in an eBay auction. Point proven. However, there are more common ways of emulating. I admit, I am guilty in plenty of ways. We all want their shoes, their carriages, their hairdo, and sometimes even their loved ones. Hey, they are hot! Who wouldn’t be tempted? Nothing serious. Just one night.

Scary thought though, especially after watching the Grammy awards. These are the people guiding the public. So long Mother Theresa, Lady Gaga has hatched and is the new kid  in town. There is an updated color chart and Pink has gone nude. We have no hope at all. The likelihood of a future functioning society and normalcy is highly improbable. A slow and painful demise of the world. Gradual deterioration of our brains from the doltish lyrics and absurd facades that are becoming a reality.

These are the ones our children emulate. Read the rest of this entry

Grammy for Granny

I am pretty sure that I just aged a full century. I have never felt as pathetically old and ‘so last year’ as I did after all the Grammy award chaos. It is pretty clear to me that I am not a teen anymore when I watch the little stars rise from their cradles, but this took me to a whole new level of ancient.

Bieber makes me proud. Yeah, I admit I am a bit jealous of a lilliputian idol catching the eyes of young and old alike, but he did well. It’s sad for him to be required to lose his childhood, but I am sure he will be fine. That is the only part that saddens me with these young famous kids. As healthy humans, we only have a small percentage of our lives as adolescence. After that, we have a very large percentage of our lives being adults. Who would want to give up the small part that we can never get back. Well, for money and fame, I probably couldn’t agree more. I would too. With the hair just calling out to be tousled and the tiny adorable voice, who can disapprove. He makes me smile.

But then, they happened and I almost cried. Well, first came the horror and disbelief. From the nude body suits to the leopard prints to the bushes sprouting from heads… all the way until the woman hatching from an egg. Read the rest of this entry