Billy Mays – RIP
By Wink
I have been gone.
I told you I was going to Boston, and so I did. I had a great time there, and then slipped down to D.C. for some additional historical sightseeing.
Did anything interesting happen while I was gone?
What? Michael Jackson died? You are joking, right??
I haven’t heard anything about it. Has the press been keeping it a secret?
Hmm. David Carradine, Karl Malden, Ed McMahon, Farrah Fawcett. This is a bit of a bad streak for the entertainment industry. You know they always say they die “in five’s.”
(By the way, people don’t “die in three’s.” If two famous people die, that means two famous people died. Why do people make an issue when a third, for example 97-year old Karl Malden, also dies? And who gets to decide who is famous enough to be included in the “three?”)
The Michal Jackson headlines/specials/tributes will not end ANYTIME soon, but the endless fascination and adulation is sickening. I guess we shouldn’t be surprised.
The real wacko’s are now coming out of the woodwork. One woman has sued to take immediate control of his estate, saying she is the mother of all three of his children. I sort of doubt the veracity of this claim…
People with (a) some connection and (b) little connection and (c) no connection to the Jackson family are being paraded in front of TV cameras as ‘experts.’
The press, desperate for angles, has said…
He died without a will
He died with a will
He was murdered, or committed suicide or
A real dr, or a NOT real doctor, or a nurse, or drug-pushers gave him…
Sleeping pills and/or pain pills or
Injections to slow his breathing, or….
He made himself sick on purpose so he could cancel some concert dates
ENOUGH ALREADY. His is mostly just a case of a weird life ending weirdly.
By the way, I am not a Michael Jackson hater. I had his records. I sang his songs. None other than Fred Astaire called Jackson the best dancer of our era.
You had his records and sang his songs too. But you gotta admit, his life went off the deep end somewhere.
Losing Billy Mays (the Oxy-Clean guy)? Now that one hurts. That guy scratched and clawed for everything he got. To become a celebrity hawking two-bit household goods? THAT takes some moxie.
I didn’t mind his goofy commercials, even though I never bought anything he pushed.
He finally had everything, including a lovely wife and young kids. He led a surprisingly normal life. Ugh.
Rest in peace, Billy Mays. You will be missed…
