The most popular subject of the past 38 hours has been the death of Micheal Jackson, Ferrah Fawcett, and Ed McMahon. No doubt these three have accomplished some truly awesome things in their lifetimes, but they were NOT gods. They were humans, just like us, designed to wear down and wither away. I just can't understand why people idolize celebrities as if they were parts of their own family. I've seen people actually cry over Michaels death whom didn't shed a single tear at their own mothers funeral. It's ridiculous. I can't let myself believe that these emotions are real. I'm sorry, I think that people love to make spectacles. Everything is an opportunity to be in the spotlight. When news broke, it became almost a game to see how many people you could tell before they found out from someone else, just to be the one to have broken the news to someone. Why? Because of voyeurism. People enjoy attention and praise and sympathy and will move at any pace to obtain it. Even if it means turning the death of someone else into a chance to pull focus on them, by crying hysterically, or becoming insanely critical of the life that the deceased led during life. I don't think that I've seen more negative posts and statuses about MJ in the last day or so than there was during his trials. People who weren't even really fans are all of sudden die hard MJ fans and are torn up over his death. GET OVER YOURSELVES. It's oddly frustrating the length that average fuck ups will go to in order to be noticed.
We should indeed acknowledge that they were talented and gifted individuals, then we should fucking MOVE ON.
Another thing that bothers me is the response to these deaths on a national level. Why is there not such an uproar when young men and women of the armed forces are brought back in boxes? They're dying and no one seems to care. Some of these people were barely 18, never married, never owned homes, never had children, they died young and horridly just so we could sit comfortably at home and give the sympathy and attention that is rightfully theirs to a singer, actress, and announcer. Sure Michael Jackson sold countless records, but he never slept in a barrack afraid for his life. Sure Farrah Fawcett was a legendary sex symbol, but she never had to take someones life in order to protect her own and YOURS. For these artists, their lives go on through their albums and movies, but for the solders at war, they die nameless and without recognition, living on through our FREEDOM.
Get it together.
Wow Dex... I never thought about it like that. I mean I didn't cry over MJ, or Ferrah, or the other dude (lol) but I never really thought about the soldiers like that before. I mean I respect them for fighting for our country in the war George Bush got us in, but never to the depths you have taken me. My fiance is in the Army and I have LOTS of military friends who are shipping out to Afganistan in March and when I think about it the way you put it, it makes me wanna run over to their houses and give them the biggest most tear filled hug goodbye followed by all the good luck I could grant them!
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