The rumour mills are running rampant with speculation that J.S. has given birth but, is taking her time in announcing it.
The jokes are flying now with everything from exaggerations to insults.
Even pregnant Snooki got into the mix of insults when stated to media recently, “I would die if I were her size”. Snooki’s co-star, DJ Pauly D got in two cents-worth by saying, “”She’s like 45 months pregnant right now!”
There’s been a lot of other jokes floating around, like:
“The heffer’s gonna give birth to a toddler”
The baby’s going to be born in time to go to college.
What’s it been….64 months now?
Feels like she’s been pregnant for 10 years.
This is the longest pregnancy in history.
She’s had implants to stop labour and delivery until she’s finished with the publicity.
Sure she’s not Octa-mom?
There’s got to be more than one kid in there!
Seriously though, let’s give the woman a break.
Yes, she’s put on a lot of weight with this pregnancy and oh yeah, she looks like she should have popped 2 months ago already but, the reality of it is, she’s likely just plain and simply past her due date by a couple of weeks. Though, I’m sure I can hear some smart-wit saying “more like a couple of years!”
It’s also been speculated that because there’s been “no Simpson sightings” since her March baby shower and that her sister, Ashley Simpson had visited earlier this month and stayed a couple of weeks, that Jessica had given birth and was relaxing without paparazzi and media attention.
Who could blame her if it were true?
But, Simpson tweeted this past weekend for us not to believe the rumours, she still hadn’t given birth yet.
I’ve heard it said that the baby would now weigh over 10 lbs. Let’s hope Jessica’s got the hip width for that kind of birth or has already signed the release forms for the epidural meds to keep on comin’ throughout this labour and delivery. No doubt this little girl is going to be born a chubette cherub.
I’m taking bets.
Anyone want to make a guess as to when this baby will be born or, whether she’s already given birth?
One day after Scotland Yard reported that they believe that they’ve found new evidence that may support the possibility that Madeleine McCann may still be alive and released an age enhanced photo of the missing toddler, Portuguese Police authorities have refused to re-open the Madeleine McCann stating that there is no new evidence to warrant the re-opening of the case.
While U.K. police have stated that they sent 30 police officers over to Portugal some seven times during the first investigation, it didn’t seem to have been enough effort on their part at the most crucial time in this case.
Some nearly five years after her abduction, Madeleine could be anywhere at this point in time.
In a case where there has been no body found and no evidence to prove that Madeleine is not alive, there still remains a hope for the parents that their child could still be alive and living somewhere with her abductors or others who may have been given the child. It’s a nightmare that will never go away until Kate and Gerry McCann either find their child, or find at least evidence that she is not alive.
Portuguese police have been criticized for their investigative methods and skills or lack of them in this case and therefore, there are a lot of unanswered questions running rampant through people’s minds who have been following this case.
While it is questionable why U.K. police and Scotland Yard have seemingly sat on their thumbs on this case for nearly five years, the Portuguese police forces have bungled a lot of the case and the parents have had to resort to hiring private investigators to by-pass both forces’ inept investigations.
It can be hypothesized that U.K. police systems did not take as active a stance as they could have taken. Equally, many have criticized Portuguese police for having been as sloppy in their investigation.
In the meanwhile, the question of what happened to Madeleine McCann is still looming large in not only the parents’ minds but, also that of the public who knew about and followed this case from Day 1.
This also leaves both police forces’ investigations in question.
One could speculate that U.K. police forces were pressured into what one might consider, publicity stunt to soothe the criticism that fell upon them over this case and therefore, there truly isn’t sufficient evidence to support another investigation.
U.K. forces could also be thought to be doing nothing more than posturing by producing a tactic by which it takes the owness and heat off of them by passing the buck back to Portuguese police and let them refuse to re-open the case then, taking a “what can we do…we tried?” type of stance.
It appears strange that some nearly five years after the little girl’s abduction, Scotland Yard and U.K. police have come forward with this seemingly sudden form of enthusiasm, kind of like The Calvary, with guns drawn and heading off half-cocked with a sudden and bold statement that Madeleine may still be alive and handing out age enhanced photos to the media.
It wreaks of a publicity stunt, designed to save face in an international, heart-tugging and well publicized case.
Meanwhile, Portuguese police’s refusal to re-open the case, appears to also be saving face. The question is from what? Are they afraid that their less than stellar investigative procedures in this case will fall upon international scrutiny? What are they afraid of happening should the case be re-opened?
Perhaps, a more key question should be, what do Portuguese police have to lose by re-opening this case?
As it sits right now, neither set of forces have a star beside their names in this case. Both have been less than brilliant in how this case was handled from the beginning and most crucial portions of it and has left both forces open to scrutiny was well as criticisms world wide.
What would it hurt for Portuguese police to allow this case to be re-opened, every “new” piece of evidence that U.K. police claim to have only now found, be investigated thoroughly, either ruling each piece in or ruling each piece out? Either way, both would stand to save face by re-opening the case under what U.K. police have alleged that they have found. That is, unless, of course, Portuguese police have something to hide about this investigation and their techniques.
In spite of the many questions that can be raised, the fact remains that there’s a little girl who went missing and has not been found. That leaves the question in many people’s minds of where she is. Is it right to leave those questions hanging in the air without answers one way or another? Do the parents not deserve some form of closure no matter what the end resulting answer is?
It’s only my own personal opinion but, I suspect that if enough pressure is placed upon the Portuguese police force and perhaps, the Portuguese government, this case will be re-opened at some point in the near future.
Let’s hope that some sort of resolution can be found so that the question of what happened to Madeleine McCann can be answered.
Three year old, Madeleine McCann was snatched from her bed in a hotel room during a family vacation in Praia da Luz in the Algarve, Portugal on May 3, 2007. The toddler’s parents, Kate and Gerry McCann, had put their three children to bed in a rented ground floor apartment that evening then, went to meet friends for dinner at a nearby tapas bar/restaurant, approximately 130 yards away.
At 9:oo p.m., Gerry McCann went to check on the three sleeping children, finding everyone safe and sound. However, sometime between McCann’s 9 p.m. check and his wife, Kate’s 10 p.m. check, Madeleine was missing from her bed while the other two children (two-year old twins) continued to sleep, undisturbed. A bedroom window was found opened at that point.
In between, apparently a couple of their friends had also passed by the unlocked apartment door to check briefly
Both Gerry and Kate McCann were cleared as being suspects in the case but, not easily or quickly. Portuguese police officials were quick to point their fingers at the parents. Gerry and Kate McCann have since won a libel suit and accepted 550,000 Lira as compensation.
DNA and toxicology testings have ruled out the McCanns of drugs and also ruled out the possibility that Madeleine’s twin siblings might have been sedated possibly (one can only guess) to rule out that the children had been sedated by either the parents or the abductor in order not to have awoken either while Madeleine was taken or to disrupt the McCann’s evening plans with friends.
In a police interview, a leak in information revealed that Madeleine had questioned her mother the morning before she went missing: “Mummy, why didn’t you come when we were crying last night?”
A couple of million dollars were raised to help the McCann’s find their daughter and the McCanns signed a deal to publish a book about their daughter’s disappearance.
Portuguese police interviews and released several suspects and one suspect sued police for libel and accepted £600,000 in damages.
April 24, 2012, some nearly 5 years since Madeleine went missing from her bed in The Algarve, Portugal, British police are pressing the case to be re-opened, believing that they have found new or “fresh” evidence that Madeleine may still be alive. Working with three different layers of investigators, they will go through some 40,000 pieces of information equating to about 100,000 pages. Working with the Portuguese investigation information, inquiries by the UK law enforcement agencies and their files as well as the work of private investigators or agencies, hired by the McCanns, they seek to put closure to this little girl’s disappearance one way or another.
Having poured through the pages of separate investigations, they now believe that it’s possible that Madeleine may still be alive.
They have released a photo that they believe Madeleine may look like today at the age of 9 years.
It was clear from the start that Portuguese police and investigators had possibly not done as thorough or forthright investigation as one would hope would have been done to have found a missing child. The apartment had been rented out again while still being considered a crime scene. Suspects were brought in and cleared but, their clearances were questionable at best and Portuguese police closed the case in 2008.
Metropolitan police have stated that they are pressing for the case to be re-opened after saying that, “Officers have so far identified around 195 such opportunities within the historic material, and are also developing what they believe to be genuinely new material.”
Prime Minister David Cameron responded to a plea from Madeleine’s parents Gerry and Kate to have Metropolitan police review the case and have now gotten their wish.
Sadly, for this little girl and her parents as well as her siblings who will now be seven years of age and not really known their missing sister, questions should be raised in everyone’s minds.
Where were the Metropolitan police in this investigation from Day 1?
How did Metropolitan police allow this case to be closed in the first place?
Why are they only now, some 5 years after her disappearance, going over the records this closely?
Why was this not done or being done all the way through this case?
Why did Metropolitan police not get involved and question Portuguese investigative techniques nor, their investigation?
Why did it take privately hired investigators to stir up two police forces (U.K. and Portuguese)?
In rides U.K. police, like The Calvary now, some nearly 5 years after the fact.
“We genuinely believe there’s a possibility that she is alive. I want to make a direct appeal. If you know where Madeleine McCann is or if you have any direct information or evidence about what happened to her, then please make contact,” Andy Redwood, of Scotland Yard’s homicide and serious crime command, has stated, as though the hero of the case.
Where was he for the past five years that this little girl has been missing?
Unfortunately though, while Gerry and Kate McCann have been cleared as suspects in their daughter’s abduction, there still rests a responsibility towards their own actions or lack of them in responsibilities, along with questions about them as well.
Why were the McCanns so freely at ease in putting their 3 children, all 3 years of age and under, to bed in a foreign country, in an unlocked, rented apartment and going off for dinner with friends?
From the leaked statement in which Madeleine had asked her mother why she hadn’t come to them when they were crying the night before, it appears as though the McCanns were regularly freely socializing with friends, away from earshot of their children in the evenings. What kind of safety is built-in for those toddlers?
What if one of the two-year olds had have awoken, gotten out of bed and hurt themselves?
What if Madeleine had have simply wandered off on her own with her parent out?
A three-year old and 2 two-year olds should never have been left alone, sleeping in a ground floor, unlocked apartment with their parents, sitting at a bar-restaurant at night. No matter how close they may have felt 130 yards was from where they were or whether they could see the door from the bar or not, they were in a noisy, crowded place, distracted by alcohol, food, friends and possibly music. Should something happen (as it did), screams could not have been heard by these parents. Nor, could they have kept an eye on the un-locked door of the apartment with all of those distractions throughout the evening.
More key to the point was the fact that even their friends had passed by the open door and easily checked in so, how easy could it have been for a complete stranger to have done the same thing?
My sense is that as a parent, you have a responsibility to your children first and foremost. If you’re going on a vacation where you’ll be socializing as much as possible with friends, either do so in a way in which your children can be kept safe or do not take your children with you. Either make it a family vacation or a friend socialized vacation but, don’t try to make it both because three children’s safety is at stake.
My hopes are that Madeleine will be found safe and alive but, even were she to be found alive, at this point, her mental and emotional status is at risk. She will have spent most of her life now with people or a person who she has come to know as her family or likely wondered where her own parents were at first. Great emotional trauma has already occurred and will grow in intensity should she be found alive, safe and healthy.
No matter which way we look at this case, there isn’t an easy or happy ending for this little girl and all because of selfishness or evil intents of the abductor as well as negligence in protection of their children’s safety on the parents’ behalf.
Such a sad case all around.
If you’re reading this blog and have any information, phone police and let them know. No tip is too small or silly.
Frail, weak, malnourished and still in Intensive Care in The London Clinic in Central London, Robin Gibb has awoken from a week-long coma and is able to talk to family members who have kept vigil by his bedside throughout the frightening ordeal.
Gibb’s doctor, Dr. Andrew Thillainayagam has confirmed that a combination of chemotherapy and two prior surgeries for advanced colon cancer, had weakened the former pop music star so greatly that he contracted pneumonia which put him into a coma and a life and death fight.
Though extremely weakened, still on a feeding tube and oxygen mask to help him breathe, Robin Gibb has shown great determination to continue living, requiring a deep inner will to overcome the odds and still be here with us.
Gibb’s wife, Dwina, son, Robin-John Gibb, daughter, Melissa as well as remaining brother and former fellow Bee Gee, Barry Gibb, have spent round the clock with Robin, playing him his favorite music and singing to him. Dwina has reported that Robin cried when she played Roy Orbison’s “Crying” for him. None of them were willing to give up on Robin or let him succumb to his illness. It appears that neither was Robin, himself.
While in coma, Robin’s composition, Titanic Requiem,a piece co-written with his son, Robin-John and taking some two and a half years for the duo to complete in time to be presented for the 100th anniversary of the ship’s sinking was presented to the world in London.
Robin-John represented both himself and his father during that world premiere.
Gibb had formed a fascination throughout his life with the fateful ship. Though made of steel and built to withstand all that nature could throw at it, the Titanic was no match for nature and sank April 15, 1912, killing over 1,500 passengers.
At the same time that the Titanic was being commemorated 100 years after its sinking, ironically, Gibb laid in a hospital bed, unaware of the anniversary or much else, fighting to keep his life much like the passengers of that ship did that day.
Thankfully, Robin has overcome the odds thus far and has confounded doctors as to his remarkable strength and will power to live.
Though Gibb’s fate is uncertain as the colon cancer has reportedly spread to his liver, and the pop music icon remains in a delicate, frail state, one thing is certain. Love and spirit are indeed, stronger than steel.
May he maintain his form of steel and continue to beat the odds.
It’s dull and gray with a misty rain today. It’s also Saturday so, I had the luxury of pulling the covers back up and resting in the idea that there was nothing urgent to be done. I had the ability to stay in bed another hour or two, which I did.
I found myself thinking firstly, about the rain and the dullness…how “gloomy” it was. Yes, I told myself it was depressing simply by using the word that I did. Instead of simply telling myself that it was raining, I leaped directly to the word that connotated, depressing and actually felt somewhat depressed at that moment.
How could I have gone from a simple fact to feeling depressed?
My big mistake was in using a descriptive word that brought on that emotion.
If we allow ourselves to stand back far enough and simply become observers of our own thought processes, it’s amazing just how we can jade ourselves into a bad mood by what we are thinking.
David M. Burns, writes in his book “Feeling Good: The New Mood Therapy”that we cannot have an emotion, without having a thought. He demonstrates that point with several different analogies.
One analogy for instance, involves two men, sitting in a car that is stuck on railway tracks. One of the men notice a train, heading straight for them. He is panicked and trying to get both himself and the other man, out of the car and to safety. The other man, is blissfully unaware of the train heading for them so, he feels no panic, no worry, no fear (bringing new meaning to the phrase “what you don’t know can’t hurt you”). Yet, both men are facing the same fate. The difference is that one man’s thoughts are acknowledging the danger fully, while the other man is not even aware of it. He is going on with his pleasant thoughts and thus, the difference in the two men’s emotions.
My personal favorite is where a husband and wife are both about to sit down to a lovely dinner together. The husband looks at the very same table that his wife is looking upon. The dishes are beautiful, the food looks and smells wonderful, they have each other’s company to enjoy. Yet, both have very different feelings or emotions about the meal and the time together. One is enjoying it, while the other is ready to leave, feeling their stomach in a knot. What makes the difference?
It’s easy to figure out should we be able to listen to their thoughts.
The husband is having thoughts like,
“What a wonderful looking dinner. I’m starving and this all smells so fabulous. My wife is looking especially beautiful tonight and I can’t wait to taste that roasted beef. It’s the perfect end to a long day.”
The wife, on the other hand, has thoughts like this,
“That roast looks dry and we’re going to pay so much for it. Wonder how many calories there are in this meal? I’m going to have to make sure to get to the gym tomorrow to work some of these calories off. We have a party coming up in two weeks and I’ll never fit into my dress as it is. Oh…wait….I can’t get to the gym tomorrow. I have a late meeting at work. Which reminds me, I’ve got to ask someone to pick up the kids and I’ll meet them at the soccer field. How will I do all of that? Oh, I can’t eat and enjoy this dinner now.”
How many times do we do to ourselves what the wife in this situation has done to herself?
I was in the grocery store the other day. The line-ups were long as they only had two cashiers on. I fretted and fumed. I found myself clenching my teeth, angry with how a large chain grocery store could have only two cashiers on at one of the busiest times of the day. Didn’t they know that people have other things to do with their lives? How was I going to get dinner made, cleaned up and get out in time to meet a friend for coffee? I found myself, wondering whether I really needed the things I was picking up but, realizing that I did and I was stuck, right there, having no choice but to wait. I could feel the muscles in my neck tense with every moment.
Just ahead of me in line was a younger woman, two young children beside her buggy, who by all means, should have looked been much more stressed with the wait than I. The children were antsy, bugging her to buy them gum, open up the chips, asking questions and generally, annoying me when I wasn’t the one who had to contend with them both.
I took a moment to watch this woman, much to my surprise, only to see that she didn’t at all seem stressed by the wait nor, her children’s incessant naggings, restlessness or fidgeting. Instead, she reached into her cart and opened a box of cookies, giving both children one each and proceeded to pick up a magazine, reading it, while waiting. The hurricane that could have ensued, was thereby, halted in its tracks and the woman was calmly and seemingly enjoying her wait time.
I couldn’t help but wonder what made the difference between her level of peace and the inner tornado that was ripping through my entire body at that moment. Suddenly, it dawned on me that it was the difference in how we were thinking and handling the situation internally.
At that moment, I realized that all of the teeth grinding, fuming, fretting and toe-tapping in the world wasn’t going to make that line move anymore quickly. It was my thoughts that were making this situation totally unacceptable to me and creating the levels of stress that were doing no one any good, least of all, me.
I reached into a refridgerated display case beside me, grabbed a Diet Pepsi and a magazine from another stand and stood there, enjoying both while I waited with everyone else. Much to my chagrin at that point, I was next and having to put my groceries on the belt, feeling much more relaxed and actually, somewhat disappointed that I didn’t get to finish the article I had been reading.
What a difference a change in thinking can make in how we’re feeling.
Today it’s raining outside. There’s water coming from the skies. It’s giving the dry ground a much needed and long overdue drink so that the grass can become a lovely lucious shade of green and my rockery garden can bloom with its brilliant colors soon.
It’s actually a beautiful day and I have an umbrella.
I’ve got to admit that this made me laugh when I found this today, posted on someone’s Facebook wall as coming from “Conspiracy Keanu” where a photo of a young, dumbstruck-looking, Keanu Reeves has been used as the base photo for all sorts of humorous “conspiracy” captions.
Why not a few other celebs? Let’s give them some conspiracy theories.
And, what collection would be complete without Harold Camping, The Doomsday Prophet?
Have a laugh….enjoy your day knowing that celebrities may not be who they appear to be.
Doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. Albert Einstein
There’s no doubt then that I’m already insane.
I’ve been doing the same thing most of my life and can’t get it through my thick skull that I’m not going to get a different result.
Ever have an Oprah “Aha Moment”? That’s where you suddenly wake up to the fact that you can finally see where the problem lays or, you finally “get” what’s wrong with the picture you’ve been trying to draw for the last 40 years or more.
I had one of those moments today.
I finally Aha’d myself into the recognition that the Laws of Karma aren’t exactly what they’re cracked up to be.
As far back as I can remember, I’ve been “doing unto others as I would have others do unto me,” but, either I’m not getting that right or, others aren’t.
I’ve held doors open for people who have been bundled up with their arms full, struggling with strollers or wheelchairs, only to have someone else push past me, hitting me with their bag or tripping me with their feet as they stop short, just inside the doors.
People have come to me while in the check-out line, showing me one or two items, looking at my half full cart, wistfully asking to go ahead. Of course, I’ve let them go ahead of me, only to find their husband or kid, coming racing up from behind, with ten more items and, hold up the line because they either haven’t had the right change, needed a price check or, can’t remember their pin number on their debit or credit card.
Those asking for spare change, are always a conundrum. I’ve given what little change I’ve had in my wallet to someone, only to see them get into a cab five minutes later, with a case of beer. Not to be fooled twice, I’ve asked them what they need and instead of giving them change for “something to eat”, taken them into the closest restaurant or grocery store, whereupon they’ve gotten upset that I haven’t had enough to pay for the “super size” meal and told me they weren’t hungry in the first place.
Then, there’s the so called, “friend” who appears to call to see how you’re doing but, you end up spending the next two hours on the phone with them, listening to a litany of woes and not getting around to getting out to pick up what you needed to pick up after they tell you that they now, “feel better and are getting changed to go out for dinner” while you’re scrambling to make an omlette out of the 2 eggs you have left in your refridgerator because you didn’t make it to the store for listening to their problems.
Worse than that, is the friend who drops by and proceeds to compliment you on everything that you do, have around you and even how great your hair looks even though you haven’t combed it that day then, asks you to help them with something or other. You vow not to let that happen again and to recognize the signs of a favour going to be asked but, now that you’ve done one favour, they skip the buttering up and head straight for the request, leaving you stumbling to find a reason why you can’t help this time. So, you help them out yet again. However, the one time that you’re really stuck and need help, you decide to call in a favour from them and they’re busy. Yeah, sure. You’ve already fixed all of their problems so, they’re free to go on to do what they want.
Perhaps, the most bothersome of the help situations is when you’ve helped someone out a few hundred times and finally they do you a favour in return and they see fit to call it “even”.
Of course, we all have the friends who complain that you never call them but, whenever you do call, they’re busy, about to go out, someone is on their way over or, you leave a message and it takes them three weeks to return your call and that’s only after you’ve messaged or texted them three times to see if they got your message.
Or, there’s the elderly neighbor you’ve helped so many times with everything from shopping to fixing things to rides to doctor’s appointments and just about every other daily need that they have had but, you ask if you can trim a 10 foot long branch from a tree in their backyard that’s overhanging your patio, dropping leaves into your dinner plate during an outdoor dinner and they go bezerk, ranting and raving like a lunatic for 15 minutes straight that you’re going to ruin their property if you trim it back a foot or two so, you end up having to move your table instead.
I don’t know if it’s just me or whether it’s that the world of Karma is simply against me but, whatever it is, I’ve had my Aha moment recently on this topic and the lesson has been learned.
The road to hell is paved with good intentions.
I’ve decided that I’m no longer going to continue being a do-gooder. It seems that the more doors you hold open, the more there are to be slammed in your face. The more people you help, the more is expected from you and taken for granted. The nicer you are to people, the more you’re looked upon as a doormat and the more you give, the less you have for yourself. That goes for anything you have to give.
As Einstein has said, if you’re doing the same things and expecting a different reaction, you’re insane.
I think I’ve gained some sanity because I’m not answering my door or my phone, bypssing those asking for change and help and, the next one who asks to go ahead of me in the grocery store…wears the pie I’ve got in my cart home on their head!
Wonder if Einstein’s theory of relativity works for relatives too?
Who else in their sixties could carry off a look like this and still look sexy, not ridiculous?
I’ve got to admit that besides loving Steven Tyler’s music and voice, there’s something strangely attractive about a 64 year old man who can still carry off this type of look.
Maybe, it stems back to my days of rock (now considered “Classic Rock”) from the 70’s and my tastes from back then, but I find myself tuning into American Idol, just to see what Tyler will be wearing and what stunts he’ll pull each week.
What’s clear is that Tyler had it and has still got it.
In seeing Tyler on stage on American Idol, performing “Dream On” where he screamed out the climax of the song with the words, “dream on” in his rocker style, screeching voice, I couldn’t help feel that no matter what the man has done, no matter how rank he is with his mouth, he can still turn heads…even the younger ones who wouldn’t have known him in his younger years except through Youtube videos.
Though Tyler admits that the entire ’80’s decade is a blank to him, (due to drug issues), seeing him allegedly, clean and sober now, seems to wipe out whatever he did during that decade and likely, the decade before it as well as the younger crowd now gets to know him and his work..
Often looking as though he’s “out of it” while a judge on American Idol, Tyler usually surprises the audience and viewers when, still looking somewhat stunned and clueless, comes up with answers, direct, to the point and sometimes, while off-color, still comical, letting us all know that he’s far from being brain-damaged by age or the drugs.
Though Tyler has had his ups and downs, he’s still in there kicking. With a new album, written during breaks from judging American Idol, rumoured to come out Spring of 2012, numerous tv show appearances, even guest starring in “Two And A Half Men, and becoming a new fashion icon for Andy Hilfiger’s new line, Andrew Charles (now available at Macey’s), along with one of his daughters, Chelsea. Apparently, Tyler will often steal her clothes. Who would have thought?
“We’re gonna have a vintage sound, ’cause we’re going to tape and a lot of good things like that,” Tyler has stated. “We’re keeping tracks lean, not a lot of overdubs, and like I said, we’re using Jack to his fullest. So you’re gonna hear some stuff where you might think Aerosmith’s back.”
Well, let’s hope he’s right because after 41 years of on and off again and back on again with Aerosmith, what worked then, still works now for Tyler. He’ll be hitting the road soon after this year’s Idol gig ends, starting their tour June 18th.
After several marriages to two beautiful women, Warhol model, Cyrinda Fox and clothing designer, Teresa Barrick as well as fathering four children, (3 girls and a boy, during those marriages), Tyler is off and running towards his third marriage to 39-year-old, Erin Brady and having one grandchild to date.
I’ve got to give the man props, as Randy Jackson, Tyler’s co-Idol judge would say. He’s still got it and he’s not giving it up anytime soon.
I’ve yet to read Tyler’s autobiographical book, “Does The Noise In My Head Bother You?” but, it’s next on my list, as will be acquiring and listening to his new album.
While Tyler may have aged, his penned lyrics to Aerosmith’s “Dream On” hold true for Steven.
Every time when I look in the mirror,
All these lines on my face getting clearer
The past is gone It went by, like dusk to dawn
Isn’t that the way
Everybody’s got the dues in life to pay
I know nobody knows Where it comes and where it goes
I know it’s everybody sin
You got to lose to know how to win
Well, Steven….you may have been payin’ your dues (diagnosed with Hepatitis C in 2003, thought to be due to dirty needles during his drug use days) through your life but, you’ve obviously done something right because you certainly know how to win.
As the world marks the 100 year anniversary of the Titanic April 15, 2012, former Bee Gees singer, Robin Gibb lays in a coma, in grave condition with pneumonia, unable to attend the world presentation of the music he wrote as a commemoration to the ship he became so fascinated with over his lifetime.
Robin Gibb, along with his son, Robin-John Gibb had worked together for approximately two and a half years in writing and producing “Titanic Requiem” to mark the milestone anniversary of the ship’s sinking that took 1,514 people’s lives on April 15, 1912.
Sadly, in a twist of irony, the 62 year old former pop star, Robin Gibb, best known for his musical talents during the Disco Era in the 1970’s with his brothers, Barry and Maurice (deceased), lays in a hospital bed in in Chelsea, West London, comatose and near death, surrounded by his family as the anniversary he worked to honor, passes by without his cognizance.
Robin Gibb had been struggling since October of 2010 with health problems related to a twisted bowel, a condition his twin brother, Maurice, died from some nine years ago at the age of 53. The surgery revealed colon cancer that had spread to his liver but, Gibb had fought back with a miraculous recovery only to find a second tumor had grown.
For the next two years, while Gibb battled to recover, he and his son, Robin-John, 29 years of age, worked tirelessly in writing the music piece to commemorate the ship’s sinking a century before. Too ill to attend the world premier, Gibb’s son and co-writer stood in for his father and himself at the ceremonial presentation this past Thursday in London, England.
Most of us who were out boogeying down at discos in the 70’s think of Robin Gibb most from his days as a Bee Gee. The high pitched, almost chipmunk sounding voices, blended to a disco beat, kept our feet moving, and a lot of women drooling over The Brothers Gibb.
It was sad to learn of Maurice’s death in the early 2000’s but, to hear that Robin is now in grave condition and possibly near death as well, puts Life into perspective as to just how short it is.
The Titanic was a hefty ship, thought to be sturdy enough to withstand whatever nature’s forces could throw at it while scarcely disturbing the guests of the hotel resort on water. Robin Gibb has been thought of as an iron clad icon to many of us. Both, however, have been taken down by nature and its forces.
As Robin Gibb fights for his life, we mark the anniversary of the sinking of the ship that Gibb had spent more than two years working on a musical composition to commemorate.
Let’s hope and pray that, unlike The Titanic, Robin Gibb rises from the brink of death and is able to share more of himself with the world.
The Titanic was steel and fine china. Gibb is flesh and blood with a fighting spirit.
There’s no doubt in this photo, that Ashley Judd’s face is somewhat bloated looking by comparison to what the public has come to see her as looking. In a way, she’s looking almost unrecognizable so, naturally, people are going to wonder what’s going on to change her looks that drastically and rather suddenly.
There’s no getting around the fact that Judd’s appearance has changed. One look at the photos above, proves that much.
As the star of the new ABC television series, “Missing”, where Judd’s character is racing against time to find her missing son, all eyes have been on Judd and with that, her appearance change.
Judd has recently lashed out at the media for their rather hefty and degrading scrutiny, wondering if she’d put on weight or had plastic surgery. In a long but, well written essay style rant, in The Daily Beast, Judd bashes the media and bloggers for their relentless and hurtful coverage of her puffy face appearance saying,
“…the conversation was pointedly nasty, gendered, and misogynistic and embodies what all girls and women in our culture, to a greater or lesser degree, endure every day, in ways both outrageous and subtle. The assault on our body image, the hypersexualization of girls and women and subsequent degradation of our sexuality as we walk through the decades, and the general incessant objectification is what this conversation allegedly about my face is really about.”
While we all know that media love to get ahold of a story and beat the daylights out of it from every angle, especially when it concerns a celebrity, it’s not totally unfounded to wonder what has been going on with Judd’s appearance change.
Judd claims that her face puffiness is due to a sinus infection for which she had to take steroids and while I’m not doubting that explanation as steroids do some pretty wild bloating to a person’s body and especially, a face, one need only question why Judd went to the lengths that she did instead of simply saying that she was on the meds and her face would return to normal? Why the necessity for the rant?
Judd, herself admits that she has learned not to let media get to her and to expect it to happen. Yet, she has taken this opportunity to go into what some have described as a Feminist stance going further to say,
“The Conversation about women’s bodies exists largely outside of us, while it is also directed at (and marketed to) us, and used to define and control us,” adding that her own “personal practice is to ignore what is written” about her.
She then, goes on to slam other women, who apparently, in her mind, “joining in the ongoing disassembling of my appearance,” and bringing attention to her puffy face.
Judd ends her essay with the statement,
“…As focused on me as it appears to have been, it is about all girls and women. In fact, it’s about boys and men, too, who are equally objectified and ridiculed, according to heteronormative definitions of masculinity that deny the full and dynamic range of their personhood.”
While Judd is right that women and men are both objectified and ridiculed for their looks, one has to also be aware that as a celebrity, one has put themselves even more squarely into public scrutiny than the average Jane or John. When you put yourself upon a public stage, everything is open to scrutiny. Sadly, that will include a person’s looks. That’s why there are so many celebrities, starving themselves, working out at gyms and going for plastic surgery.
There is an easy solution to that dilema. If you don’t want the heat, stay out of the kitchen.
It’s always fascinated me how stars want the attention. Whether the attention is for their acting or their looks, clothes, fashion sense or whatever, the truth is, one way or another, celebrities want attention, period or they wouldn’t be in the business. In this day and age, it’s not as though they don’t know that stardom comes with attention. Some of it will be what they want and some of it won’t. That’s life. That’s what everyone has to go through even us regular folks. Each and every one of us is open to other people’s scrutiny in one way or another. Most of us know it that we’re being talked about whether we ever hear it or not. Stars have simply put themselves in a place and position to have more of that type of gossip and scrutiny than us regular joes.
Having said all of that, I do sympathize with Judd’s dilema, outrage and anger but, I can’t empathize with her when she’s promoing her newest show, wanting both viewer and media attention drawn to both it and herself as she laughs herself to the bank with a huge paycheck for it all. In effect, it is Ashley, herself that is bringing on the attention to herself. She can’t expect that she’s only going to get what type of attention she’s seeking, how, where and why either. If you beg for attention, you’re going to get it but, you may not always like what kind you get.
I can, however, say that the principle behind her rant is correct. We do tend to objectify both females and males in our lives to some extent or another. It isn’t right nor, is it fair to any of us but, unfortunately, it’s part of life and human nature. We tend to do it as an attempt to somehow make ourselves feel better about our own flaws, warts and personal fears. In a perfect world, that wouldn’t be the case but, no one ever said this was a perfect world.
So, to Ms. Judd, I say, either give media the answers so that they won’t speculate, learn to live with the scrutiny or, get out of the public eye where you can live largely unnoticed and change all that you want. You can’t have everything.
If there’s anything more to take note of here, it’s that Ashley Judd knows how to use a dictionary and thesaurus well. I needed one to just read her rant.