Celebrity Deaths
Some celebrity deaths are on the "when will it happen" list. Poor Farrah was on that one today. After a career started on sex appeal and beauty she fought to be a legitimate actress but no one around my age was ever able to burn the Charlie's Angel out of our heads. When I was in college the guy's dorm rooms had Farrah, girls had Christopher Reeves. (Mine had Laurel & Hardy, Mae West, Jimmy Carter and WC Fields) Now both the poster icons are gone. But poor Farrah didn't get to go of a pretty cancer - like breast cancer - where everything is pink and people wear rhinestone pins and run marathons. She died of anal cancer. All cancers hurt. I admire her bravery in going public about her cancer and hope that it helps people understand that there are cancers that need funding in organs that aren't as PR perfect - like the pancreas cancer my Dad died of at 50.
And speaking of dying at 50...poor Michael Jackson. Tonight everyone is all about the talent and not about the wink, wink fun they have had at his expense. He was a musical and dancing genius. He clearly suffered from mental and emotional problems as he got older and his celebrity status and money only made those harder to deal with. The lower he got, the more pleasure the media seemed to get out of ridiculing him.
Was he a child molester? I don't know, I hope not. The fact that large sums of money silenced his accusers makes me wonder. Was he strange and conflicted? Oh yes. Did I feel that his masked children needed some help soon in order to be normal? Yes. But now the man they knew as their father is dead and he did protect them from being tabloid fodder as best he could.
Michael Jackson was an extraordinarily gifted singer, song writer, musician, choreographer, dancer, and artist. In watching him all these years since my younger days I do believe he had a genuine sensitive soul in a world of money grubbers.
Two stars went out tonight and I'm sorry they are gone.