Sunday, April 3, 2011

Firing A Torpedo...Laying An Egg...Six of One....

Those still paying any attention (present company and/or other blogger/commentators notwithstanding) to Charlie Sheen, by now, most likely fall into one of two camps.

Those who don't get it.

Those who do.

The former group is made up of people who likely think it really matters, in the great scheme of things, whether or not Lindsay goes to jail, the Kardashians find true happiness, Snooki finally opens her eyes and closes her legs, James Franco and Anne Hathaway will be asked back to host the Oscars or Star Jones deserves to be fired from Celebrity Apprentice.

The latter is made up of people who enjoy the work of Rod Serling, John Lennon and Lewis Carroll, et al.

Those who recognize surrealism when they see it, take whatever enjoyment there is from observing it dispassionately for awhile and then getting on about the business of living life.

Wack jobs have been amongst us since the Garden.

What's new to this generation is the treatment of the wack job's wackery as serious news, requiring a play by play analysis from "expert" commentators.

Like hooker ex-girlfriends.

Charlie is clearly suffering from mental and/or chemical issues.

I still haven't been able to figure out CNN's excuse.

"This just in....

Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.....

....goo goo ca joob..."



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