I really wish I could stop watching the news. It's like picking a scab or pushing on a sore tooth. It keeps hurting me and I forget about it. I space out while doing it. It's something harmful and ephemeral.
I think I reasched my point when Anna Nicole Smith died, and the cable news networks decided to kick her when she was as down as she could be. She was no saint, but none of us are. It's appalling how much disrespect was shown to her and her family on a 24 hour news cycle. They would compare her to Marilyn Monroe, only adding that she was far less famous and far more tragic. They had people who had met her professionally discuss how incoherent she was at one particular point or another. The point they made the most is that she never acheived the kind of fame she wanted. Take that, Anna Nicole Smith.
She was what she was. Who are these journalism school flunkies to make judgement calls? She lost her son the same day her daughter was born. And they now don't know who the father is. I really hope her daughter is with a sympathetic party who will love her and raise her in a good way, and not just keep her around for whatever money she may have coming to her.
I never expected this to happen. I figured it would be a blip in the entertainment radar when I heard she had died. I did not expect the media to take off the gloves and let her have it, like a bunch of gossiping 3rd grade girls. It was like watching a snake eat a mouse that was already dead.
Some may say she didn't deserve any respect for whatever uptight reason, but that's just throwing the first stone in a very large glass house. She committed no crime, unless some of you hipsters think "reality television" is a crime.
Thursday, February 15, 2007
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