Bits and Bytes of a Confused Ape...

Well I sit down to type this a little more confused then normal. Can someone please tell me why there is such an uproar when a celebrity dies. The grief is explainable, if it is a family member in your own family, but come on people these stars mean nothing to us. At least I would hope that I have more of a life that I become disturbed when a man or woman passes that I have never met, talked to, or ever really cared about. See I understand this whole concept of the voyeurism in today's society as to people's lives are messed up they have to worry about people we do not know so we do not have to worry about our own baggage. Now for the next 2 or 3 years it is going to be Jackson this, and Micheal that. Hell we are still seeing Elvis's face in grilled cheese and still hold Princess Di up on a pedestal of the tallest magnitude. Don't get me wrong these people have a place in life, and I will even say they are important, but how far does a total stranger take that importance? I really think that a lot of this hub bub is just a money making adventure. Bobble head dolls, mini statues, now they will have white Jacko gloves with his initials on them. Really people just let these people pass in peace! No one wanted to make a bobble head doll after my uncle Felix passed. Now who was my uncle Felix, and why should he have a doll named after him? He was important to us does that not make him important enough to memorialize him? A joke comes to mind when I hear about celebrities packing it in. There was a lady madly in love with Elvis and when he died she was utterly devastated. So nearly losing her marriage to her obsession she decided to go a shrink. So after 10 years of twice a week visits he finally tells her; "my dear I can do no more for you if you still need a memorable reminder of Elvis the best thing I can recommend is get a tattoo." So she thought this was a splendid idea. So off to a shop she set off. She goes in and says to the artist; " do you do portraits?" He replied he did so they agreed on a price of $240 for a tattoo of Elvis on the inside of her upper left thigh. So the artist completes the picture she look at the work, and claims that he does not look like Elvis. So he agreed to do another one on the right upper thigh just to make her happy. Well he toiled away for 4 hours it was one of his best pieces. Well she still was whining. So he seen there was no pleasing her so he threw her out of his shop. So although it was not very lady like she is sitting at the bus stop up the street looking at this art with her dress pulled up to her waste. So there was this gentleman walks by she says excuse me sir. He stops...She asks does this here picture on the inside of left thigh look like Elvis? Well kinda, uh, no not really. Well how about that picture on my inside of my right thigh? Well it is a bit better, but that one in the middle sure looks like Willy Nelson.....Grin On that point I will move on. God speed Jacko you are gone, but will never be forgotten. As long there is a buck to be made from merchandising your junk!

Now that summer season kicks in to high gear so does rodeo season. If you follow rodeo at all there is generally a gaggle of do gooders that have to speak up for the critters. Let me be the first to say that these critters are looked after better then a lot of people in this world. These critters are athletes in the critter world. People have the mis-conception that animals have feelings. Sorry people we are the only species that feel emotion in the animal kingdom. The animal world only aims to please. Think about it these animals work for 8 seconds or in tie down roping tops a couple minutes a day. They are vet checked daily. Fed and watered with the best feed and water money can buy, generally twice a day. More or less they can compare well to the rock star life style of the people world. I would dream to be a bull, cow, goat, sheep or horse, and have the pampered lifestyle of a first class animal athlete. They are even given breeding schedules. As a guy I can say a pampered well bred critter is a happy critter. I can speak on this point matter a factually! Grin.... So when you hear about all these protests for the betterment of the animal tell them to go cool their heels in a cow patty as they are doing just fine thanks. I personally recommend you go try to save a tree somewhere.

Well I can say that I have got my banana's out of a bunch, and feel better for it. Remember: Live on, survive, for the earth gives forth wonders. It may swallow your heart, but the wonders keep on coming. You stand before them bareheaded, shriven. What is expected of you is attention.

Until next time....
Cheers From The Big Ape