Bad Boys…

Carmen Miranda Mickey Rooney

The Bad Boy Bieber syndrome is nothing new, it’s just that the babysitters have gotten so damn stupid. Look poppets, you know I don’t often weigh in on current events, but this latest frenzy has got me going.

I can tell you, like any town with a prominent, well financed, high profile industry there are those who abuse their privileges, and those who don’t. There are men who produce films, that hide the 100,000 dollars they spend on hookers and “entertainment” in the below the line budgets on films they are producing – so in essence their parent studios are paying for their dalliances.

Stage parents, now wait…there’s an innate flaw in that phrase. What kind of parents? The kind of parents that will let their child be exploited for their personal gain?  Anyway, they have been around for a very, very, long time. I guess the spin in this bad boy incident, is that the baddest boy might have been thirty-eight. Thanks, Dad.

“Mr. Wizard!”

“Drizzle, Drazzle, Drozzle, Drome; time for this one to come home.”

A swirling vortex and then Tooter Turtle is delivered to safety as Mr. Wizard advises:

“Be just what you is, not what you is not. Those that do this are the happiest lot.”

The Replacements — Hold My Life

Well, well, well I, found it’s [my life]
Down on all fives
Let me crawl
If I want, I could dye…my hair

Time for decisions to be made
Crack up in the sun, lose it in the shade

Razzle, dazzle, drazzle, drone, time for this one to come home
Razzle, dazzle, drazzle, die, time for this one to come alive
And hold my life until I’m ready to use it
Hold my life because I just might lose it
Because I just might lose it

Well, well, well, anyone could tell, pass it off, a lucky shot
Ooh, they do hate ’em, someday soon, face em
Time for decisions to be made
Crack up in the sun, lose it in the shade

Razzle, dazzle, drazzle, drone, time for this one to come home
Razzle, dazzle, drazzle, die, time for this one to come alive
And hold my life until I’m ready to use it
Hold my life because I just might lose it
Because I just might lose it

Just might, just might, just might
We might crack up in the sun, or we’ll lose it in the shade

Razzle, dazzle, drazzle, drone, time for this one to come home
Razzle, dazzle, drazzle, die, time for this one to come alive
Hold my life until I’m ready to use it
Hold my life because I just might lose it
Because I just might lose it

I want you to hold my life
Get ready to hold my life
Hold my, hold my, hold my, hold my…

6 Comments »

  1. Ohh, this is GOOD. A forthright and sharp take the wisdom of which really gives me an insight I lacked. I was thinking about Macauley (mispelt, I know!) Culkin and his exploiters, er, parents the other day and then – even worse and sadder – Gary Coleman and his. Vickie you nailed it, and a Replacements song? What can I say? You are the Koolest.

  2. the difference is that now folks seem to cheer the downfall of the mighty. I think in the old days, the days of classic holiday, people rooted for the kids. Wanted them to do good. Now we build them up as people who can do no wrong and then shoot their kneecaps. It is so sad. (I will always feel saddest about Lindsay Lohan – a woman with serious, real talent. And look what happened to her. There is a lot of blame to go around.)

    • I think you’re so right. It has to do a lot with the “reality TV” culture and the nasty joy we get in denigrating each other. It also has to do with what fame and money do to the mind. It’s difficult to deal with as an adult, with children, unless you have rock solid parents, you will be warped for life.

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