Yesterday, I tried to take the high road in looking at the sad life and death of Anna Nicole Smith. Today, I'm fed up with the whole thing.
The story of this quasi-celebrity has been the lead item on CNN and most other national news outlets ever since her sudden death on Thursday, and with each breathless new rehashing of the story more titillating and tawdry details have come out. The latest, as of this morning, is that a third man - a prince, no less, the husband of actress Zsa-Zsa Gabor - has come forward claiming to be the father of her child. And just to complicate the whole paternity kabuki dance a bit more, Smith's sister says the father could also have been Smith's deceased husband, via artificial insemination with frozen sperm.
I'm sorry, but I have to say it: this is beyond stupid. Anna Nicole Smith isn't worth all this attention. She's dead. Get over it. The only part of this bizarre story that's important is the future of her five-month old daughter, who is now the focus of multiple paternity suits by men who don't care about her, only about the vast fortune to which she is now the probable heiress. Everything else about Anna Nicole Smith's vague celebrity and made-for-tabloids life isn't worth the paper it's written on or the electrons that are manipulated to spread the story across the Internet. People are dying in Darfur. American soldiers are fighting for their lives in Iraq and Afghanistan. AIDS is still ravaging Africa. Anna Nicole Smith is still dead.
Get over it.
Have a good day. Rest assured I will never again waste your time writing anything else about Anna Nicole Smith.
More thoughts tomorrow.
Bilbo
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