So yesterday would have been Kurt Cobain's birthday, and that means that I had to endure 100's of people polluting Facebook & Twitter with loads of "R.I.P. Kurt" posts. Grrrr... this shit makes me so mad. Why? Because Kurt Cobain was a pussy that shot himself in the face rather than deal with the problems he had. Am I wrong? He didn't die of cancer, or get hit by a truck... no one is making light of his drug addiction or depression... I'm merely stating facts. The dude was in a band. How many bands are out there trying to make it right now? This dude cracks the .01% of bands that actually makes it. Not only that, but he becomes the top of the tops... and then he kills himself? Fuck him... and fuck you to if that offends you.
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| Great musician... and a coward |
Look, I like Nirvana as much as the next guy. I was in High School during the mid 90's, so I can identify with their music and the time period more then anyone. But why should I waste my time feeling bad that someone is no longer here when he didn't even want to be here anymore? I don't feel bad for him... I feel bad for his family, especially his daughter who had to grow up with no dad because he was to proud to get the help he needed to cope with his problems. He could have afforded the best therapy & drug counseling money could buy... but instead he chose a gun in the mouth. That shouldn't be mourned... it should be denounced.
But this is just another case of us regular people feeling bad for celebs... I see this all the time, and it kills me. Chris Brown beat the shit out of Rhianna, who is probably the biggest female pop star on the planet right now, and got zero jail time. ZERO.
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| Fuck Chris Brown |
And he gets mad when people want to ask him questions about it. And people feel sympathy for this cock sucker. Rosie O'Donnell spoke out on the subject yesterday, stating that she thinks Brown catches a bad decision in the public eye because he is black. Bullshit. He committed a heinous crime. He beat a woman. Not only that, a famous woman. And nothing happened. Yet his album debuted at #1 the week it was released. Yeah, he is really suffering. Get the fuck outta here.
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| The saddest thing in life is wasted talent - Bronx Tale |
Then you get the rest of these jack-offs who are all junked out and want sympathy. Fuck you. DJ AM was making 20,000 bucks a night to spin records and survived a FUCKING PLANE CRASH... then went back on drugs an overdosed. Feel bad for him? Fuck him. With chances like that in life, he should be grateful and try harder to fix his problems. And don't even get me started on Lindsey Lohan.... she was basically printing money and getting any roles she wanted, and yet she couldn't stop partying. That's on her. Feel bad for her? Nope... I hope she does fucking die. Oh wait, I take that back... then I would have to read more of these fucking posts about how bad it is that she died. It should be a holiday.
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| Does This Look Like A Guy Who Cares What You Think? |
Then you got Charlie Sheen. I got NO PROBLEM with Charlie Sheen. Why? Because he is a junkie and doesn't care who knows it. He DOES NOT GIVE A FUCK. He likes to fuck porn stars and do drugs... and he has been doing it for years. Did he ever make excuses for his problems? Nope... not that I recall. But the public tries to play it off as no big deal. He basically was the biggest problem in Hollywood for 15+ years, and his reward was a sitcom that he turned into a #1 show. He has made his network and co-stars BILLIONS. And he shows up to work... but he likes to do drugs and fuck strippers. People don't like that... well, stop giving this guy chances. I can deal with Sheen because he doesn't want your sympathy if he dies.... he probably would want you to fuck some chicks and party instead of updating your status in his honor.
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| We'll Always Love Big Poppa!!! |
So what is the point of this rant? Save the R.I.P. statuses for legends who pass on from disease to young like Gilda Radner, or are a victim of violence like John Lennon or Biggie. Ones who are taken from us to soon like Lou Gehrig, Stanley Kubrick, James Dean & Peter Sellers. Or better yet, how about the tons of people in our own lives that are gone way to soon. I lost my sister at 25 years old to cancer... fuck these dirtbag junkies ruining what is already a charmed life. That's a real tragedy. There is a big difference between TRAGEDY & BAD DECISION MAKING. Stop confusing the two as the same thing.
