Hello all. I'm starting this blog with out really knowing if and who I will invite to view it. It may end up being just for me. At any rate, if you are reading this, consider yourself lucky.
Now, with this being my first entry, I hate starting on a negative note. But two separate instances today have made me very sad on behalf of people. While listening to an unnamed radio station via the internet, I heard a theory about Nicole Kidman's baby. The story was long and drawn out as to hook as many people as possible into this story (which I cannot blame them for doing, that is their job). But the essence of the story is that there is a consipiracy theory that Nicole Kidman can't actually have babies, if she could, she would have had some with Tom Cruise. So her sister was a surrogate and Nicole simply pretended to be pregnant but is far to skinny now and her sister has been in hiding. Blah, blah, blah. This is not the disturbing part. After this story is told, the DJ says, "I don't know if it is true or not but if it is, it's just funny."
Why is that funny? No part of that is funny. If you know me, you know that I like to laugh probably a bit more than the average bear. But should this story be true, it by no means qualifies as funny. Here is an example of a funny, personal story. (Notice: All people in the following story are completely fictitious. The events that follow may or may not be.)
There once was a farm girl who lived on a farm. Her name was... Farmina. Farmina woke up one morning to do her daily chores. One of her daily chores was to feed the cows. Being a quirky farm girl who also attaches to animals easily, she named all the cows. Farmina was a farm girl, as mentioned before, but perhaps could not be described as a 'creative namer'. She called the cows to the trough. "Here, Dot!" she called to the heifer with a dot on her forehead. "Here, Google Eyes!" she called the heifer with big bug eyes that often were crossed. "Here, Munchkin" she called to the runt calf. "Here, Hussy!" she called the mean heifer cow. One by one, they show up and crowd around Farmina as she feeds the cows. Farmina, a savvy farm girl, pats each of the cows all down their bodies as she leaves so that each cow knows exactly where Farmina is as she exits, as to not scare any cow into a kicking frenzy. This didn't work. Hussy, as mentioned before as the 'mean heifer', takes this opportunity to "stretch" her back leg in a one fluid yet spastic motion that sends Farmina face first into a fresh cow patty, aka cow dung. Ironically, Farmina pulls herself up and says, "Crap!"
That's a funny story. Whether or not you laughed out loud is neither here nor there. Every human being can at least read that story and say, "I could see someone laughing at that."
If you were paying attention, at the beginning I mentioned there were two instances today where I was upset with the human race. The second is on the same radio station. Two days ago I heard the aftermath of some Britney Spears bashing. Apparently, one of the DJs had gotten a hold of a Britney demo where there was no technical help. It was Britney's voice bare bones, no help. The DJ and several callers where going on and on about how horrible it was. "Terrible!" "She would be on the bloopers for American Idol" "It's like a bag of cats being thrown into a wall!"
Today, as I'm bringing up this station on the internet, I see the "Britney Demo" button on the side and it says "Does this sound good? You decide." So, excited about utilizing my free will, I listened. It was fine. Maybe not radio quality, but I sure could never sound like that. And, what's worse, its a very heartfelt song about her sons.
Why do we find ourselves so easily tearing down celebrities? Their life is so much harder than ours. They are still humans. Saying mean things still hurts them. And I'm guilty of it too. Please don't take this as myself chastising others, I'm included in this soap box. I just found myself sitting at my computer this morning sad that as humans, we find it so easy to lash out at others. This is not only confined to celebrity bashing. We bash each other all the time. This happens at work with flaming e-mails. This happens on facebook and myspace more and more, especially with the invention of the honesty box. It just makes me sad.
The end. If you made it this far, go you! I give you an imaginary cookie. Now you decide what to do with it.
