I watched a biography of Anna Nichole Smith last night on A&E. Or the biography channel. It was late, so I don't remember. But I had no idea she had died! See how much TV news I watch. And it really made me sad. Say what you will about good ole Anna, she was truly a one of kind person.
She kept reminding me of Marilyn Monroe. Beautiful, confused, and haunted by God knows what. However, Marilyn had talent, and always wanted to become more of an accepted actress. Anna, I believe, just wanted to have fun, and money. In a way, I can understand that. Coming from the backwoods of nowhere, there's not much to do sometimes but dream. And it takes a lot of guts to follow that dream with the determination she showed. I wonder if she was a victim of the people who controlled her career.
One thing I do find kind of strange is how much emphasis is placed on being invited to the playboy mansion. I just don't get it. Hugh Hefner must be at least 100 years old by now, and I just don't see the esteem and recognition you would recieve by being admitted into the golden gates of whatever goes on in there.
And I find it somewhat sad that the only claim to fame that some women may have is being a playboy centerfold. Not that I find it degrading, but making that the greatest achievement you would ever attain is akin to basing your whole life on being the Prom Queen.
Anywho, farewell, Anna Nichole. I hope where ever you are, you find what you were looking for.
4 comments:
May she rest in peace.... Sometimes the things we chase hoping so desperately for happiness bring us nothing but pain... I think all of us can get confused that way at times in our lives... We think that money or fame or fun will bring peace with it to our hungry souls...
Yet I am beginning to believe that finding our center, breaking free of addicitions, and being loving to ourselves, being good to ourselves, being true to ourselves is what brings that meaning to life. Not an easy road, but one worth trying...
May your soul finally know loving peace, Anna...
I didn't know this woman. I think I am one of the only ones that isn't trying to say that her child is the fruit of my loins.
Rest in peace, let the lawyers have at it all.
Peace
I don't know Spado, I have heard rumours...
Loving Annie, I think you're right on in your philosphy. But, to me, its a life-long journey. I think for all of us, being good to yourself is the hard one. The truly caring people put others before themselves.
Thanks for writing this.
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