Thursday, September 24, 2009

Less is More -- Less is Peace!!

Yesterday as I watched the MacKenzie Phillips' interview unfold, especially the part her father wanted her to be his wife, I thought here we go again. Grab the Zanex -- last week Whitney bearing her sordid past to us and breaking the dream of her music. I didn't know whether to cry or laugh because often we think our lives seem screwed up. What behooves me is how Oprah stays so calm as the bombs drop all around her from her movie star royalty?

I think it is becoming a trend now -- like fishing stories -- whose life is the most sordid? Well MacKenzie Phillips beats Whitney for the brain gone bad prize. No doubt in a week or so the lovely Latoya, not to be undersold, will be professing Michael had a threesome with his parents up until the week he died and lo and behold that is the reason why he had to be knocked out nightly. Yes what a bunch of Whackos -- hence Whacko Jacko and daily more joining the club.


All I know is that after that info yesterday, gone is the way the public will ever again view American Graffiti, One Day At A Time Again or sing along to California Dreamin by the Mamas and Papas. Knew things were bad down in Hollywood, but Holy Cow -- and its not the booze and the drugs that cracks the moral compass -- not sure they came with one. Guess it will no longer be the Mamas and the Papas but the Mamas and the Priest -- only a sick person could wear that fur hat anyhow.

And so, in decorating, less is more. In life, I vote for the same and have peace. In the counselling office, the place where people let all the crazy hang out to us, which is where MacKenzie should have unloaded hers, the stories do make an impact on our lives. One client said to me "does all this affect your life", well it does, certainly does. It discolours the way you look at humanity -- my dog behaves better than some people. I really can't get this need to air your stuff publicly -- or it is just hype to boost the book sale -- because "we is broke?" I hope it was all fabricated for her sake because the fallout on her is going to be more than the twin towers.

There is an expression that goes something like this "sometimes it is better to close your mouth, than to open it and leave others in doubt." It should be added, or get hurt.

The bottom line is -- what came first chicken or the egg? Well what came first is the gene pool -- then the sex, drugs and rock and roll. Marry a nut -- get a nut. I'll bet Chynna Phillips is glad she has another MaMa but still highlights her father and step sister have their nuts and bolts missing and she's related. After this, the Osbornes are starting to look good but I'm sure there is a bombshell there as to why all their kids are in rehab regularly.

Anyhow, to me there is tremendous joy in not having all the sordid details. Kind of like when you see a bad accident -- its the joy of being rerouted and and avoiding ten years of nightmares. Well what is the public going to make of this train wreck???? Question -- what normal people name their kids MacKenize and Chynna anyhow or APPLE? There's a story there no doubt!!!



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