Fantastic! As I've said before, "You don't rhyme for the sake of riddling." But you do encourage refined thinking, making sure one must mentally pause and think carefully about what the hell is going on. When is the new collection on "The Museum of Child Stars" coming out? On another note: I have always found museums suspect and unworthy of the art they hold hostage. A partial solution (that would never happen) would be to install a small cocktail/weed bar on every floor---I think that might make them less obnoxious and at least easier to get through...
Thoroughly ingested the poem. Coincidentally, I’m on my way to the Detroit Institute of Art for some soul searching, heart healing, and creative juicing.
Last weekend, my husband and I discussed the horrors that Drake Bell suffered daily as a child on the set by Brian Peck. And the sexualization of young girls like Shirley Temple— do you know how many grown men’s cheeks she kissed and laps she sat on at the direction of her “team” that included her mother? Not to mention getting raped in a train by a crew member. A colleague told me a young MJ was also sexually abused by a man (not sharing names, libel) but that man helped take artists out of poverty, so blind eyes prevailed. As always, people knew exactly what was going on and said nothing. Because fame and fortune are valued over human decency and accountability. We see it in our country’s political leadership, corporate culture, and most certainly in social media and all things entertainment. It’s heartbreaking.
Don’t even have words rn but thank you for this !!
WOW
Fantastic! As I've said before, "You don't rhyme for the sake of riddling." But you do encourage refined thinking, making sure one must mentally pause and think carefully about what the hell is going on. When is the new collection on "The Museum of Child Stars" coming out? On another note: I have always found museums suspect and unworthy of the art they hold hostage. A partial solution (that would never happen) would be to install a small cocktail/weed bar on every floor---I think that might make them less obnoxious and at least easier to get through...
Thoroughly ingested the poem. Coincidentally, I’m on my way to the Detroit Institute of Art for some soul searching, heart healing, and creative juicing.
Last weekend, my husband and I discussed the horrors that Drake Bell suffered daily as a child on the set by Brian Peck. And the sexualization of young girls like Shirley Temple— do you know how many grown men’s cheeks she kissed and laps she sat on at the direction of her “team” that included her mother? Not to mention getting raped in a train by a crew member. A colleague told me a young MJ was also sexually abused by a man (not sharing names, libel) but that man helped take artists out of poverty, so blind eyes prevailed. As always, people knew exactly what was going on and said nothing. Because fame and fortune are valued over human decency and accountability. We see it in our country’s political leadership, corporate culture, and most certainly in social media and all things entertainment. It’s heartbreaking.
Thank you, this is so much more than what I imagined I was about to read. I will be thinking about it all day.