I can not even begin to adequately describe how sick I am of that man and his family, okay? There aren't any appropriate words for it in the English language. Maybe if we spoke a language that was like an Eskimo language with its 46 different words for snow or whatever - like one word is for icy snow, one for fluffy snow and so on and so forth - that had a plethora of words for hate and disgust I could find it, but as is there really isn't a word that I know of in our language that quite describes the feeling. It is a mixture of hatred and disgust and physical illness combined with like a half teaspoon of envy and a couple of cups of weariness.
So why were the Jackson's on my television this morning? I can tell you all about that too. See, Michael died in a pool of drugs a while ago, and now for some reason the authorities are going after his doctor for a laundry list of transgressions relating to his death. Fine, whatever. I don't feel the need to discuss the details of his life and/or death today, so I am not going to. But what I can tell you is that his family was there - certain members of his family. His mother was there, and she talked to the media for just a moment or two, and I suppose I give her a pass. Ms. Jackson (I'm sorry Ms. Jackson -whoo!- I am for real!) has never been one to throw herself into the media spotlight, and to be honest I don't think I had ever seen what she looked like before today. And if I am remembering correctly there was a son names Jessie there with her, although I don't seem to remember that member of the Jackson family, who did not speak to the media. I am going to assume that he was there with his mother, since I saw him holding her arm all the damn time. But the one I think that really got me going was Latoya.
|Latoya. And her boobies.|
That is why I hope it isn't so. That is why I so desperately hope that the dried up never-has-been wasn't at the trial of a man accused with aiding in the death of her brother, just so that her pickup truck name would be mutter on Good Morning America just one more time. I hope that isn't true, but I just can't seem to believe it. I mean, I will be the first person to admit that I don't know the first thing about Latoya Jackson, but I just have that feeling. Maybe I am cynic. Maybe this is just like when I stuck my foot in my mouth about the whole Mutual of Omaha thing. I don't know. I hope so. But I just can't shake the feeling. I guess we will have to see if she is on there again tomorrow.