Wednesday, August 12, 2009

FAME – I’m gonna live forever!?

No, this not a post on the new Fame remake (which I'm still unsure about seeing), but more so about having Fame.

People talk about Fame as if it is life's greatest accomplishment. The line from PCD's When I grow up sticks out in my hand the most "we all wanna be famous… you know what it's like to be nameless, u want'em to know what your name is", is this really how we all feel!? No lie, sometimes I think that I too, would LOVE to be famous but then I watch the news or E! and I realize FAME has a serious and sometimes deadly price to it.

Think about all of the famous people you know and you'll notice for every good side of their fame there's something negative about it. Then again, think about all of the "famous" people that we as a society idolize to which you can't even remember what the hell makes them soo famous; THE KARDASHIANS (as a group), Paris Hilton, Tila Tequila, the list goes on and on. This group is a different post for a different day.

This morning, as always, I was forced to listen to HLN and the first topic of this particular news show was Michael Jackson. Although it pains my heart to bring him up, I have to get this off my chest. This "poor" man has been dead for almost two months, and yet we still can't stop talking about him. This morning they were talking about the police (and Feds) raiding the pharmacy that filled MJ's prescriptions. Albeit this is something they would publicize even if it wasn't MJ, because it is a homicide case. The problem with this story was that the topic of discussion turned toward paternity of his kids. What the hell did this have to do with someone killing him? How or WHY does that even matter to you and me? Truth is it doesn't; and we know that, but do we really care about respecting the dead to stop it? Nope. For the sake of rating this will probably continue for another year or two. People don't realize that these same kids that they are trying to claim are just that, KIDS! Putting their FATHER (because until now that's all they knew) on blast is not helping them at all.

I think Katherine Jackson's attorney said it when in his statement released yesterday (don't quote me – I got it from Natasha @ theybf.com) "These genetic lottery attempts aren't going anywhere. They have no legal standing. They may seek 5 seconds of fame but the claims have no merit."

Journalists like to portray themselves as being "smarter than the average bear" but they're willing to dumb themselves down, all for the sake of ratings. There is no way and hell, you can honestly tell me that you believe the nurse, the chef, and the ginger-bread maker's bullshit stories. BTW, am I the only one who realizes that the baker and the ginger-bread maker, should be the same person? ... I digress. Here's the way I look at it.. If you didn't care enough to help this person in life, I don't believe for a millisecond that you really give a SH!@ about helping them in death!? Same thing goes for the people who leached I mean worked for Anna Nicole Smith.

I just don't understand how, at no point-in-time did any of you feel it was necessary to say to someone outside of the close circle, hell even the police "Yo! [insert name here] who's supposed to be [insert celebrity or average joe name here]'s blank is [insert shady deed here] to them?" If you worked with Anna, Michael or Brittany and you knew that someone they trusted was taking advantage of them to the point of killing, or in Brittany's case almost killing, them, and you stood by and did the "ooohp nothing to see here, la la la la la", *hands in pocket looking away* you should be ashamed of yourself. Your conscious should phuck with you to the point of insanity, because YES YOU DID THE WRONG THING, and you didn't do you job as a HUMAN BEING to at least TRY to help someone in need. Let's call a spade-a-spade, we all aren't hero material, but how hard can it really be, to call the hero? Hell our modern day heroes have their own easy dial extension "911". Granted some of them can't be trusted but really, you don't think saying "Hey ya'll, the reason MJ & Brittany are acting foul is because someone is drugging them" won't get SOMEONES attention!?

That folks is the down-side of fame. Greedy people (with no shame) will leach onto you and suck the life out of you, literally. Unfortunately, greed is the type of self-induced drug is addictive to the point where it'll kill you, or someone else. Times like this makes me very appreciative of my circle of friends, our motto is truth first, feelings later; but some celebs aren't lucky enough to have this around them. Everyone around you wants to be a part of what they feel is the gravy train, and no one is willing to lose their first class ticket to do the right thing.

Having fame is like being the driver of the party bus; while everyone on the bus is having a blast, you're the one doing the hard work making sure the bus gets from point A to point B and so on. But once the ride is over, everyone quickly runs off, leaving you behind to clean up the throw up in the back. Only this is the one occasion where people will actually come back to throw up on the bus some more.

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