Friday, March 11, 2011

KILLING THE PAIN


For the last few weeks I have attempted to knock out an article, but I couldn’t hold on to my train of thought.  As my recovery from arterial bypass surgery continues, my battle with weaning myself off the numerous pain killers that I have been prescribed continues.
            I have finally won the war and with a clearer head I am now ready to give it another shot. On my last go around, while in the midst of a Percocet haze, I thought it would be a good idea to write about the biggest news story to ever grace mankind. Yes, that’s right, the “Charlie Sheen Saga”, as one media outlet has called it.
            Spending the majority of my time in bed, alone, the television has become my best friend. Well, that and Facebook.  Just kidding.
Actually my window to the world is the never ending parade of news programs that I watch. So trust me when I tell you that the Charlie Sheen saga, situation, drama, or whatever they are calling it this hour, is the most important news of our time.
            Well at least that’s what they want us to believe. 
            At first we all watched as though we had a vested interest, as the war of words between Charlie and his producers took off. I mean after all who didn’t like “Good Time Charlie”?  If you weren’t a fan of his television work, then there had to be at least one of his movies that you liked.  Maybe not. I’m just giving you and him the benefit of the doubt.
            But who are we kidding? He didn’t earn the moniker “Good Time Charlie” because he was such a kick to be around when he was on the set. I am also going to go out on a limb and say he didn’t get it from any of his ex wives.
            No. He got it because Charlie likes to party and party a lot. As he is proud of saying, his partying is “epic”.  So “epic” and well known were his indulgences that when his rants began he felt compelled to tell us all that he had a drug test to prove that he was clean and sober. High only on the drug called “Charlie Sheen”.
            As the next week progressed, and his web casts and interviews came at us like bullets from a machine gun, it became evident that his statement was not what most of us would call the truth.
            For those of us who have known anyone or been around anyone who was doing cocaine, it was pretty damn evident what the real name of the drug that Charlie was high on.
            He has gone so far over the edge at this point that it is no longer interesting to watch him do any type of interview, web cast, or tweet. It actually makes me queasy.  At this point he is making Lindsay Lohan’s existence seem normal.
            He has left the entertainment realm and has planted himself directly in the car, train, or bus wreck arena.  Most everyone now is watching for the same reason that most people watch car races. For the wrecks.
It is time for someone close to him to slam the brakes on his little exhibitions before he has the mother of all crashes. At the rate he is going he will never see a checkered flag, only a red one.
And at that point, it will be too late.

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