Women…where to begin? We are a work in progress, aren’t we? Or maybe it’s just my generation?
Tag: <span>celebrities</span>
Imagine! A theater stage, lights dimmed, celebrity judges sitting in the front row, the audience behind them, all waiting for the first homeless person to appear.
To influence = the capacity to have an effect on the character, development, or behavior of someone or something, or the effect itself.
Jennifer Lopez and Ben Affleck are back together. Why do I know that? Beats me! It looks like I don’t have a choice anymore, it’s everywhere, no escape, not even if I try -and I did. I didn’t know they were a couple before, and I wish them well, as well as they wish me well. Oh wait, they don’t know me. But I don’t know them either, so why do I care? I don’t! Oh my gosh, I am a terrible person. I don’t care about Jennifer Lopez and Ben Affleck.
I remember Paul so well. He was such a fun guy, a goofball, who made others laugh. He was a kind soul, but had some temper problems, especially after the loss of a tight tennis match. We were in the same tennis club. I danced at his wedding, celebrated his daughter’s birth with him, just like all his other friends.
Once upon a time, I watched the news
then they broke me beyond repair.
Oprah Winfrey gave a well-written acceptance speech at the Golden Globe, and the next day some people speculated she might run for President in 2020. Are you fricking kidding me?…
The following is not a try to find excuses, and it’s not meant to downplay women’s accusations. It’s just my view of the world, and I apologize in advance for being thought-provoking.
“Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them.
“Please don’t worry so much. Because in the end, none of us have very long on this Earth. Life is fleeting. And if you’re ever distressed, cast your eyes to the summer sky, when the stars are strung across the velvety night, and when shooting star streaks through the blackness, turning night into day, make a wish. Think of me. Make your life spectacular. I know I did.” Jack (1996)