I will admit to it openly, I may have been wrong on a recent subject.
The other evening as the news interrupted my local programming for a news update, I immediately thought not so nice thoughts.
Anna Nicole Smith dies today....unrecessive.....unresponsive.....you get the idea.
All this just hours after a huge network commercial spot for a preview of her mother ready to go on national television and bash Anna and her abillty to shelter her very own mother from her new grandchild.
As the news broke, I immediately went to the reasoning -- she offed herself -- overdose. Easy answer, not news, to bed I went.....
I will openly admit she was not a role model to me in any way, nor a person I really cared to even hear about. Her son OD'd, her new daughter with 4 possible daddies, her WAY old deceased husband, OMG --who would look at her in a playboy - really?? -- The list goes on and on...
However, as more of the televsion continues to blastmore and more of the wicked details, I find myself beginning to feel bad for this woman. The supposed "man in her life" declared she was sick, 105 degree temperature, maybe she really didn't OD. I guess I could be wrong. So I got to thinking about her life. Married to an old man, horrid relationship with her mother, the death of a son, new baby, not married -- to me this just seems to be a really horrible way to life. I ponder if there was any joy in her life.. a question never to be answered, but still curious.
I say all this now and really care. However, I will regret all of this next week if the coroner comes back and declares overdose. Then I will have a new ball of wax to open up.
But for now.... I admit, I may have been wrong.
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