Do Unto Others As They Do Unto You?

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I was watching tv about a year ago when I stumbled upon a rather comical scene in an old movie.  It caught not only my attention and ear but, it made me both chuckle and think at the same time.

“Do unto others as they do unto you,” a young boy said, practising what he thought was the way that statement was phrased from The Bible in “Life With Father”. 

Most of us know by now that the most common quote is a few words more than this.

“Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.”

Somehow though, this young boy’s twist on this famous Bible quote felt more appropriate given what I had been dealing with for the most part of my life and struck me into a thinking mode.

Not consciously, I had been living my life according to the Biblical version rather than this young boy’s interpretation.  I had been doing for others what I wish others would do for and with me.  That’s not the way that it had gone, unfortunately.  It was more akin to me giving and others taking.  It has never balanced out the way that one would think it should and likely never will so, this boy’s incorrect quote gave me pause to stop and think about the way that Life works.

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A short while later, I had flipped channels at the ending of the movie to find a comedy series, “The Middle” .  It’s one of those shows where you have to take a light-hearted view of The Heck Family and their antics but there’s oftentimes some pretty cute anecdotes written into the scripts that leave the viewer with a sense of hope in spite of the dysfunction that goes on within the created family and episodes.

Frankie (Francis) Heck, the mom played by Patrica Heaton of “Everybody Loves Raymond” fame, had given up on trying to sell used cars and didn’t try.  That’s when she sold a car.  She preached and raved that the secret to everything was to “stop trying!”

Somehow, I had a feeling that the 2 ideas were connected in one way or another and were aiming their arrows straight at me.  After all, I had been trying hard to treat others the way that I would like to be treated and I had been trying far too hard.  Maybe, I had it all wrong?  Perhaps, I was supposed to stop trying and treat others as they treated me?  Was that the message?  Maybe, The Universe/God/Higher Powers were talking to me through comical characters and situations via a television screen?  Maybe, I need meds because I was thinking that Higher Consciousness would speak to me through a television?

It’s hard for me (and, I’m sure a lot of other people) to simply “stop trying” and “do unto others as they do unto you” but, there’s something in those 2 ideas that were sitting with a huge question mark in my stomach.  They still are.

What if we were to reasonably do all that we can do then, simply stop trying any further?  Is there a middle? (Pun intended).

What if we tried to treat others as we would want them to treat us but, if they didn’t, treat them the same way that they’d treated us?  Again, pun intended, the middle.

I tried them out in real Life.

There’s a crotchety neighbour (the same age as I am) whom I’ve done somersaults to help out for over the 30 plus years that I’ve know her.  She was nice as long as I was doing something for her but, the moment that I had a difference of opinion or couldn’t help her out, she’d turned on me in a nasty way instead of understanding that I simply disagreed with her viewpoint or couldn’t help her this one time.  She was the perfect person to try this theory out with because she fit the criteria of my having tried too hard and the fact that she’d never lived according to the golden rule of doing unto others as you would have do unto you.

As I sat out on the front porch with a tea, ready to simply breathe and relax a bit after a full day’s work, this neighbour came up the street and plopped herself down in the chair beside me on my porch uninvited but typically for her.  She began with her plethora of woes, tales of wrong-doings from others as well as demanding that I help her.

“Sorry, I can’t help you,” I answered nonchalantly.  “I don’t even know these people so, you’re going to have to deal with them this time, on your own.”

There was a stoney silence for a moment or two.  Actually, the break in her ramblings and rants was a bit refreshing. I wondered if it were possible to last.  I knew the answer though and thus, it began.

“You’re not going to help me?” she asked in astonishment and shock that I was refusing  to enter into her issues.

“No, sorry,” I responded to reaffirm what I had just said only a moment or so ago, recognizing that even though I would normally have tried, this time I couldn’t help her.  She went off into a rant and yelled both obscenities as well as personal insults.

Normally, this would have set me off into a state of upset and panic at possibly having done something wrong and re-visiting whether or not I could help her.  This time, as I was allowing my mind to run amok again, I suddenly heard Frankie Heck’s voice as well as that of the young boy from the movie.  Stop trying and do unto others as they do unto you.  A rage filled my inner being that threatened to erupt like a volcano, spewing its molten lava and ash but, I held back quite a bit.

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“Leave my front porch!” I stated, loudly and firmly while pointing to the sidewalk.

“WHAT?” she screeched.

“You heard me.  Leave now, please,” I retorted, still pointing to the sidewalk.

The shock on her facial expression and bodily language told me what she was feeling.  She was both shocked and outraged at the same time.  I could easily see that she had expected the same sort of reaction from me that she’d always had and didn’t like what she was getting this time.  She hurled a few explicative curse words at me before getting up and storming off the porch.  She continued more of them from the sidewalk and paced like a caged tiger, not knowing what else to do.

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Part of me wondered whether she truly thought that her behaviour and actions, if said loudly and long enough, would change my mind. The other part was oddly both calm and about to laugh.  It was as though I had a bad dream and was seeing the light of day in waking up as to how non-sensical it all had been.  She continued by adding untrue accusations at this point, said loudly enough for the entire neighbourhood and passerbys to hear easily.  I kept my cool and finished drinking my now, cold tea, something I would normally have offered to have made her but, didn’t this time.  I wasn’t going to make her feel at home while she unloaded both herself and her anger, uninvited on my front porch this time.  I wasn’t going to make it easy nor comfortable for her to abuse me as that’s what it boiled down to in all reality.

The yelling, pacing, cursing, swearing and accusation hurling went on for another several minutes.  I simply sat there, letting her carry on, figuring that she’d eventually burn herself out with not only things to say but, also open herself up to scrutiny from others through her own words and behaviour and, turned out that I was correct.  Not only did she eventually give up and leave entirely but, others had heard her and told me so a few hours to a few days later, asking me how and why I had put up with her all of these years.

It’s been nearly a year now since that episode and temper tantrum and I haven’t seen her except from a distance nor, has she bothered with me since.  My life has been much more peaceful ever since and there’s a few others in my life who are in need of a similar type of treatment.  Two things have stood out to me though.

  1. Do unto others as they do unto you after you’ve tried to treat them the way that you would like them to treat you.  If it’s not returned…treat them as they treat you.
  2. When you’ve tried with someone and can’t make a dent in things with them, stop trying.

From my little corner of life, I do believe that Higher Powers were talking to me through these characters on my television that day.  I may need meds to control that type of thinking but, do you know what?  It works!

Have yourself a great day.

Blessings….  love-and-light

 

 

 

 

 

 

When Do I Get To Have Fun?

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Thinking About Having Fun 

I woke up this morning and the first question or thought that hit me was, “when do I get to have fun?”

It may sound strange to ask oneself such a question when we are really in control of things like that.  Yes, we all have responsibilities and some of them are all consuming with our time and energy.  Sometimes, those tasks are more energy draining than we have internal strength, time or power to overcome.  I was no exception to that rule throughout my life.  I was a caregiver for more than I care to think about and, they kept me occupied for a good chunk of my life.

From a young age, I took over a mothering role with my youngest brother when he was born.  My mother became an alcoholic and I had to grow up fast, much faster than what I had ever wanted to, intended on or should have had to have to have done.

My father had a heart attack at 39 years of age and his health also became a concern with a great fear of losing him to yet another attack.  In those days, the reality was that there wasn’t as much that could be done for a heart patient as there are now.  While most parents would have tried to have sheltered their children from the harsh realities of death and illnesses to some degree or another, my mother and her family’s drinking patterns weren’t exactly ones of nurturing children, let alone sheltering.  As a matter of fact, it was an environment that threw us into survival mode and left my brother closest in age to me and myself, as parents to our parents and a much younger brother.

Throughout my life, I became chief caregiver and bottle washer for many family members on both my family and my husband’s family as they all eventually, one by one,  became ill or aged and died.  I have buried more people and pets than I can count and more recently, my own daughter had decided to move out with a drug-riddled jerk who has a narcissistic personality disorder.  She stopped seeing, talking or communicating with us in spite of my efforts towards trying to get her to work things out with us.

I don’t begrudge any of those things because I personally believe that it’s made me a much stronger person because of it all.  I have learned more about what’s inside of me than what I knew existed within me.  I found a sense of power that could be brought out when needed while at the same time, I had weakened in other ways.  Long-termed stress can do a number on one’s mind and body.  It’s been a double edged sword but, not as bad as some people on this planet have had to face.  I won’t complain.

Perhaps, it was a dream that I was having that awakened me with this question?  I have no idea but, I do know that it’s a valid question that only I can answer and do something about.

There’s no one left to care give for other than my husband and our pets.  Even our grown and adult daughter is no longer part of our lives and therefore, I have no obligations towards her in any way.  My husband is now retired.  We are living on a fixed income but we had the foresight to put away some savings towards our future.  Of course, we don’t know if it will be enough and we have to be careful but, I do know that it can allow us some room to relax a bit as long as we’re careful about what we spend.  We are not living hand-to-mouth at the moment but, there’s little left for frivolities.  Still, there is space for at least a comfortable living if we’re careful with our savings and pension.

The real hindrance is ourselves and our overly cautious and responsible natures.  My husband is worse than I am in that arena.  He is more afraid of changes than I am as the only constant in my life has been learning to adapt to and deal with changes.  While I have been far more willing to make changes, my husband remains with his feet stuck in the mud of routines.

What I have thought about throughout the day today is that I am the only one who can create situations for fun.  Everyone is tasked with that ability to make choices.  It’s up to each of us to make decisions which can lead us towards new adventures and fun or to stay mired in routine and simply move from one crisis to another, breathing in between and hoping for peace.  Maybe that’s what most people hope for and I am expecting too much?  However, having lived a life that was filled with responsibility from a far too young age, I am ready for fun.  I’m ready for changes in routines and I’m willing to make changes.  Now, to convince my husband whom I’ve been with since I was 16 years of age. I have no wish to leave him behind at this point in my life no matter what but, I am not willing to remain the same for the rest of our lives having lost so many people I was close to throughout my life.

I’m sure that over the next few weeks, I will come up with a list of things that I wish to do.  I’ve never given myself that opportunity to think of what it is that I wish to do with my life but, I suppose that most of us are running on auto-pilot and simply doing what we need to do versus what we want to do.  For some, that will include and be focused solely on survival so, I can’t complain in all reality.

What is the purpose of this piece beyond me whining, you may be asking yourself right now.

The purpose is to say that fun is important.  Whether we are laughing for a short period of time with others or, walking beaches with warm sand and water running between our toes, or a lounging evening in front of a good movie on the television set, fun is an important part of both our mental and physical health.  It’s an element of us that needs to be considered fully as part of our healthcare regime and darn it…I am going to find a way to put more of it into my life now that I’ve done enough for everyone else for most of my life.

From my little corner of life to yours, may you make the time to laugh, be silly and have fun.  It’s important.  It’s also something that shouldn’t be put off because none of us know what tomorrow brings.

Be well, stay well, blessings, Love and Light as I have found the answer to my question by simply writing this piece.

THE TIME IS NOW!  Have fun.

If You Don’t Love Trump You Must Be A Liberal

 

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“If you don’t like Trump, you have to be a Liberal!”

It’s not quite clear what it is about American politics when you disagree that Trump is a god and the answer to all that ails Americans today.  Somehow, the retort is usually, “You LIBERALS….” as though being Liberal is a dirty word.  Perhaps to hard-core Republicans or Conservatives it is akin to being sub-human.  I don’t know one way or the other but, I’ve heard it often enough when I’ve been in conversations about the Trump Administration of late.

Fact is, I’m neither a Democrat nor a Republican.  I take core values from both the Conservatives and the Liberals and see which ones fit my morals and needs most closely and choose from there.  There is no party that will get them all right in my world.  Yet, that statement about Trump saving America will come out of (more often than not) Republican’s mouths faster than a fly can gather around a garbage pile.

I don’t know if it’s a defence mechanism or a built-in set of family or internal rules that one must always be a Republican or a Democrat no matter what bull droppings are being spewed by either party but, it seems to be the case in at least this administration that if one doesn’t love Trump, one has to be a Democrat or heaven forbid, a “dirty Liberal”.

What if one is neither?  What if one simply doesn’t believe that whichever party is in office, is doing a great job?  Is there even room for that type of thinking?  Probably not.  Loyal Republicans don’t seem to believe that there should be for some odd reason or another and therefore, Democrats are always to blame for whatever ails the current Republican administration.  Is it true?  Sometimes, yes.  Sometimes, no but, whatever the circumstances may or may not be, a Republican will always resort to the age old utterance, “if you don’t like him, you’re a Liberal!”

I’m not an American so, I am neither a Democrat nor a Republican.  I turn on CNN or Fox News to hear what’s going on.  Some days, I’m shaking my head in total disbelief at the soap opera that’s going on.  Even when I’m not watching a news station, Twitter is abuzz with arguments and fights over what a “great” job Trump is doing and how the U.S. is going to have a “big” gain or, what a joke he is to the presidency.  I see the division going on and it makes me wonder if perhaps, at least a portion of Republicans are attempting to defend what they know is an issue within the Trump administration?  I don’t know for certain but, the brain cells that seem to share the pundit’s chairs on news stations in favour of Trump and attempts at blaming the Democrats instead for Trump’s decisions and choices, are making huge statements about where their minds are going and why in spite of the fact that I am trying to listen to both sides of the debates happening.  It’s akin to watching a soap opera and, at times, actually quite comical.  It’s better reality television than reality shows.

Though I’m not American, it’s clear to see that what America does, will affect the country that I live in, one way or another as it will affect the rest of the world.  If that ship goes down, whether you’re Republican or Democrat, Conservative or Liberal, won’t make a particle’s worth of difference as everyone will be going down at the same time and in the same way.

From my little corner of life, when you’re drowning, it makes no difference in being saved if you’re yelling out, “you Liberal…it’s the Democrat’s fault,” or not.  You’re still going down.

Let’s hope that Republicans and Democrats can stop name-calling long enough to put their heads together and come up with proper decisions versus blaming one another with a political party’s name.

Heaven help the U.S. and the world.

Ahhh….forget it.  Just go watch Ralph Smart (Infinite Waters Diving Deep) on YouTube, go vegan and pop some grapes and strawberries.  If you’re really down, we can always have some acai.  Meet you at YouTube.

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That’s a JOKE people….laugh!

 

 

 

 

Possibility of MORE Gilmore Girls To Come On Netflix

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Please say it will happen.  Pretty please with sugar on top or perhaps, 4 teaspoons of sugar in an extra strong coffee so that I can type faster.

No, this isn’t an old story.  This is new in March 2017.

Word has it that Netflix’s chief content officer, Ted Sarandos has had a preliminary talk about more upcoming Gilmore Girls episodes with writers and creators, Amy Sherman-Palladino and Daniel Palladino.  Notice the word “preliminary” is said.  It’s not carved in stone, nor is it evident whether the Palladinos have or will ever consider it.  Add to that, the fact that the main cast of GG is moving onto other projects and it may not be a go.  By gawd though, fans can only blow out birthday cake candles and make that wish as it’s out of our hands.  Well, at least we can voice our wishes on every mag or paper that writes about it.

When the series was cancelled in 2007 after the Palladinos had been left out of writing and producing the last season due to contract disputes, fans were left less than happy about the ending of the series in two ways.  First was the ending in and of itself but, most importantly, whomever took up the writing and producing of the final and seventh season, didn’t do the finale justice.

Nearly 9 years later, the original Palladino Duo, Amy and Dan, signed up with Netflix to do a 4 movie-length series named “A Year In The Life”.  Not only did it deliver more up-to-date content but it was as though time had moved along without us noticing those missing 9 years.  Though, I must say that there were times when I yawned at what appeared to be thrown in and wasted scenes such as the Stars Hollow Musical, Rory’s farewell escapade with Logan and the Life and Death Brigade which was almost akin to an LSD trip.  However there were other moments where a box of tissues to wipe eyes and noses were needed as tears streamed down faces with Lorelai and Emily’s fights and tensions, Lorelai and Luke’s love, tension and marriage and a few other occasions that were tear-jerking in a good way.

A lot of the old cast made its way back to the 4 episodes, even if only for what might be considered brief or cameo appearances.  It was novel to see them all again though some of them weren’t absolutely necessary for the series to continue and still aren’t.  It’s ok if some of the cast can’t commit to more.  One of them would be Melissa McCarthy who has become “too big a star” to have the time.  Jackson could go too as could Lane’s hubby and the band.  They were great reminiscing but, that’s about as much of a role as they needed to play and would need to play.  It’s possible to go on with the series without them now.

There was a lot left wide open for new story lines that could carry the show to go on.

  1. Emily’s life and what she’s going to do with it since moving to Nantucket.  Is it really where she will stay or is there more up her sleeve after a bit of a break from Hartford and the DAR?  There’s plenty more room for a bigger story for Emily to come, including whatever happens between her and her new beau/boyfriend.
  2. There’s Lorelai and Luke, their marriage, do they move, how do they incorporate being parents to both of their daughters as well as now….grandparents?
  3. Does Lorelai buy the old manor in the middle of Stars Hollow to expand her Inn and keep Michel with her?  How does she do it and what happens from there on in with her inn?  Who gets the chef’s spot or does Luke’s diner get all of the business?  Maybe, Luke runs both?
  4. Who is Rory’s baby-daddy?
  5. Does Rory smarten up and go on to grow up and be the mother to her child that Lorelai was to her?  What does Rory do with her life while raising a child?  Does she live with Lorelai and Luke and they help raise the baby?
  6. Does being grandparents and perhaps, raising Rory’s baby at least half of the time, make up for them not being able to have children of their own as a couple?

There’s a whole world left wide open to these characters yet to be written into scripts that could bring the show into the present time.  It’s already had the hallmarks of doing that in those 4 episodes that Netflix so bravely and wisely decided to bring out and together.

From my little corner of life, there’s not only plenty more room for more but, there’s also the fan base if they don’t wait too long to do it.  That’s key here.  Don’t wait too long.  Nine, almost 10 years was far too long for a revival.  Keep it warm while the fans are still hot and longing for more, Netflix, Amy Sherman-Palladino, Dan Palladino, Lauren Graham (Lorelai), Alexis Bleddel (Rory), Scott G. Patterson (Luke), Kelly Bishop (Emily Gilmore) and the rest of the cast that wants to join in, which will hopefully, be most of them but we know, not all of them.

Netflix has my vote.  What about yours?  Comment!  Let’s hope it brings this up to Netflix, the Palladinos and the cast’s attention.  We vote YES.

 

Why Prince Likely Didn’t Die From The Flu

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There were so many tributes pouring out for the Late Singer/Song Writer/Musician, Prince that I didn’t think it necessary to put out yet another one, listing all of his contributions to the music industry.  By now, everyone knows what Prince’s musical portfolio contains over the decades as well as his musical talents.

It bothered me that David Bowie has passed away as seemingly, suddenly as it happened.  It was only in learning that he had been ill for quite sometime and had kept it on the hush-hush that one could understand that while still in his prime, he had no choice except to leave this earthly existence.  Prince however, was a different story.  Not only was it un-expected to the public but seemingly, also to his most trusted of friends, staffers and family members.  Although Prince was considered a “private person”, it’s highly unlikely that he wouldn’t have confided any serious illnesses, especially a terminal/dangerous one to at least one of his closest people nor, likely that he would have continued living alone.  That’s what makes me think that there was more to this story than we, as the public, may ever know about his sudden, lonely death.

I’ll be up front and blunt in my thoughts here.  I don’t for one moment believe that it was “the flu” that ended Prince’s life.  While we may never be told the truth in this case and may be told that he died of a “sudden coronary/heart attack”, I believe there were other causes likely unintentionally created by Prince, himself so to speak.

The media has been well known to leap to get headlines and exclusives, often rushing facts or putting 2 and 2 together, arriving at 5 and printing it as though it was gospel truth.  Pun about gospel truth not intended given Prince’s religious beliefs.  So, it’s hard to swallow everything that the media has spewed out over the past nearly week since Prince was found dead, alone in that elevator by concerned staff who allegedly, came looking for him and found him already dead.  The last person to see him alive was at 8 p.m. Wednesday evening when he was dropped off into his huge but empty Paisley estate, alone and having picked up something yet unknown from his local pharmacy.  One would think that should Prince have appeared unwell, the friend who dropped him off, would have insisted on staying with him or getting him medical help.  At the least, one would like to believe that this friend would have checked in on him afterwards even had Prince insisted on being alone.  That may be the case but, it hasn’t been admitted to date.  Either that, or Prince appeared fine to his friend. To make matters worse but, understandable, even legal authorities are keeping things under covers as they investigate further and await the autopsy results, expected in coming weeks to months.  All of this allows minds to run rampant with theories as to what caused Prince’s death.  I am no exception to that group as I am doing the same thing.  I wanted to make note of that because this is purely my own opinion and nothing more.

What makes Prince’s death at age 57 hardest to fathom is that there was no real indication of either a serious/terminal/life threatening illness nor, of foul play or suicide.  Prince lived not only a “clean/health-nut/vegan lifestyle” and was said to be as healthy as a horse but, he was also a devout Jehovah’s Witness member who both lived and preached his religious beliefs as does pretty much every member of that sector of religion.  His hips needed surgery from years of wearing high heels and jumping from higher places while on stage.  Prince reportedly, refused surgery because of his religious beliefs it’s believed.  While Jehovah’s Witnesses are reportedly, not against surgery or medication, they do take a great stance against blood transfusions.  It has been alleged that Prince refused surgery on the grounds that the doctors might have to give him blood if it was needed.  Correct or incorrect, what is known is that Prince suffered with a great deal of pain from his hips and was often seen with a cane because of the hips and pain.

The infamous emergency plane stop in Illinois to get an “unresponsive male” (which we now know was Prince) to hospital, some 48 minutes from his home in Minnesota, was rather tell-tale.  Some reports first stated that Prince had been hospitalized for “the flu”, was given a “flu shot” and released.  That made no sense whatsoever to even a lay person as most of us know that once someone has the flu, a flu shot is not given.  An anti-viral med may be given but, not the flu shot.  What doesn’t add up with that story is that Prince was allegedly advised to stay in hospital for another 24 hours after the alleged shot, which he allegedly refused upon learning that there were no private rooms available.  At least, that’s the way the story has been passed around.

So, if Prince did indeed receive a shot, it was not a flu shot.  The mere fact that the hospital had allegedly advised him to remain for 24 hours for observation is more in tune or indicative of him having received what TMZ had reported he received, a shot of Narcan/Naxolone, an antidote to a narcotic or opiate drug over dose.  Now, that shot normally comes with the recommendation for the patient to remain supervised under medical care for at least 24 hours and fits more closely with the idea than a shot of an anti-viral medication.   However, anything is possible at this point.

When one couples that with the reports of Prince having been seen again after that (or, possibly so) as well as 4 alleged trips to his local pharmacy(s) in the days leading to his death, one can think that perhaps, Prince was still getting prescriptions for narcotic/opiate based meds for his pain or, that he was also given a home kit with Narcan/Naxolone “just in case”.  Reports of him having completed a concert, thrown a party and been seen out in public at a record/cd store as well as a favourite night spot in the days leading up to his sudden death and looking either “fine/normal” and finally, “nervous, sweaty, jittery and pale”, seem to possibly be more in line with someone who was either withdrawing from prescription pain meds or, was OD’ing again on them.  Again, one can only speculate but, it’s reported that Prince’s “ride” on the Wednesday evening prior to him being pronounced dead some 14 hours later, alone on that elevator, makes one wonder.

The other thing that hit my mind was that with all of Prince’s wealth and “yes people” around him, were Prince to be feeling that ill, does it make sense that he would have stayed alone and not requested either a doctor or a trusted friend and staff member, stay with him while he recuperated?  While we know that he was a private workaholic, it isn’t making sense that if he had already collapsed and was un-responsive once due to “the flu”, he wouldn’t have been left alone while not feeling well.  Even if were only for someone to make him tea or get him something to eat.  It’s not adding up in my mind anyway.

If I am correct in my assumptions then, it’s quite possible that Prince had a stash of Narcan/Naxolone, which can be bought over the counter in that state from larger box chain pharmacies such as CVS and Walgreens.  It’s been said by others who had visited his Paisley mansion/studio that Prince rarely took the elevator in his home so, the fact that he had taken it that evening, is more leading to the potential assumption that he may have taken more prescription pain meds while working but, had left the Narcan/Naxolone, upstairs in his living quarters and was trying to get to them via the elevator but, never made it that far before collapsing as he did on the plane that night.

Prince, himself, had made mention on a few occasions that he had been born an Epileptic and had seizures as a child.  However, he also made the statement during at least one aired  interview where he stated that he had told his mother at a very young age that “the angels” told him not to worry, he wouldn’t be sick anymore.  He alleged that he hadn’t had another episode after that.  It’s rather unlikely that it was a seizure at this point that caused his collapse in that elevator that either Wednesday evening past 8 p.m. or the following morning.  Even were it to have been seizure related, unless there was a fall during one with massive head injuries, such as the one that ended my brother’s life in 2011, he would have more than likely woken up and eventually been able to make his way wherever he had been heading.  I don’t believe it was seizure related for those reasons either.

Given all that I’ve written above, it sums up to say that I don’t believe Prince died from “the flu”.  I believe that while he may have had the flu, it was used as an excuse to the public for the forced landing his plane made that night a week or so before his untimely and sudden death.  With what little we do know (trust worthy or not), is appears that he likely was given an antidote dose of Narcan/Naxolone for a prescription narcotic/opiate pain relief med that he’d taken too much of accidentally to get out of pain or, had possibly become addicted to.  After all,  he had just been on stage prior to this emergency landing in Illinois so, his pain factor would have been great.  I do believe that Prince died from a complication or perhaps, an accidental over dose of pain meds and couldn’t reach his home stash of Narcan/Naxolone in time, dying, alone, in that elevator.  Police did say that they couldn’t comment on whether or not they had taken something from Prince’s estate during their early investigation nor, would they be able to say what it was as there was an ongoing investigation.  Translate that into, “yes, something was taken” from my personal opinion only. They didn’t however, (in conjunction with the chief medical office’s agreeance) feel that there was foul play or suicide involved and neither do I.

I think that they already have a fairly good insight into what ended Prince’s life on a surface level with what they know already but, of course, it won’t be certain until the rest of the autopsy results are in, including the famous toxicology report to see what medication was in Prince’s system.

Sadly, from my little corner of life right at this moment, I feel that Prince was the victim of  a number of factors.  His hip pain, his refusal of surgery, his acceptance of possibly addictive pain meds instead, his religion and religious beliefs that possibly caused him to forego surgery to correct that issue in fear of a transfusion, his own privacy insistence, his pride, his stubbornness and seeming sheer determination and more than anything, Prince, being Prince.

We, as Joe/Jane Q. Public, may never find out the truth behind Prince’s death.  We may be given a lovely, neat, tied with a bow, explanation that will appear acceptable and have to suffice but, we may never know for certain.  In the meanwhile, Prince’s only full-blooded sister, is seeing to it that his estate is being taken care of and, according to news reports at this moment, he died unbelievably, intestate (without a will) which means that his entire fortune will be left open to Tyka and his half siblings to be divided.  From all that has been said, Prince had a net worth in the several hundreds of millions of dollars.  That means that there’s likely at least $100,000,000.00 each with more coming in by the day as his record sales soar posthumously.  That should be plenty to go around, one would hope but, don’t be surprised to see a potential court battle ensue and no one get a cent for a few years to come.  We will likely be able to see family and other’s greed, not including the IRS who also battled with Michael Jackson’s estate.  Good luck to all of them.  I’m glad it’s not my battle but, Tyka seems fit for a battle beyond all battles and is on the ball.

Rest In Peace, Prince.  Let the world fight it out now.  While much has been made about you writing your memoirs as a “sign” that you knew death was imminent, I’m sure that you didn’t.  Well…at least, not in my little corner of life.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Is Gilmore Girls Returning To The Small Screen?

Are they or aren’t they?  Is it true?  Is the famed mother-daughter-love story show,  Gilmore Girls getting a re-boot by both Warner Brothers and Netflix?  Those are the questions swirling through the net and, for those of us who were devoted fans of the beloved show, hearts.

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In October of 2015, rumours ran rampant that Netflix was going into talks with WB over the possibility of a revival of the show that ended far too soon and abruptly in 2007.  It lacked a proper ending to the series and still held a lot of material for a much longer series.  Unfortunately, the writer of the show, Amy Sherman-Palladino had been in a contract dispute with WB’s and the series was wrapped up, having the final season written by someone else.  It stunk, for lack of a better and more succinct way to phrase that.  It fell short on all levels with everything from a dropped set of story lines through to the death of a much beloved and cherished show that television needed and wanted more of.  The rumours remain just that, rumours and, fans are stuck on finding tidbits of info that they can spin into proof that there is reality and hope there of the show returning to the small screen.

During a 2015 June reunion, a good chunk of the original cast, got together on stage to answer questions and re-hash the show in every facet.  Sherman-Palladino stated that the show couldn’t hold up in today’s world so, she wouldn’t consider any further writing nor, entertain any idea of the possibility of a re-boot.  Just months later, the rumours began to swirl (from where, is anyone’s guess and perhaps, just wishful thinking) sending former fans wild with delight.  What’s that saying tv execs?  Netflix and WB…are you listening to the words that are coming out of our fingers?

Listen, if they can resurrect Full House to Fuller House, they can bring back anything.  Not that I didn’t love that show at the time but, I can’t see that it was more wanted as a return show nor, can I see it as more viable to withstand today’s standards than I can see Gilmore Girls being made relevant to today’s standards.  Heaven only knows that we’ve had to endure The Kardashians, Real House Wives, Say Yes To The Dress, The Flash, more cop and crime shows than the world can handle and, supernatural shows as well as ghost hunting sleuth-mediums.  If they can survive, there’s a place for Gilmore Girls re-booted.

To date, there’s still no official word as to whether they will or won’t bring this show back or, whether this was a fan-based, wishful thinking rumour that started on the net somewhere and has snow-balled.  One thing is for sure, there’s certainly a want out there for it.

So, Amy Sherman-Palladino, Netflix, Warner Brothers et al, if you’re not truly thinking of re-booting Gilmore Girls, can you not see the reality behind the want for it across the net and in fan groups all over the world?  What are you waiting for?  There’s more than plenty of viewers out here.  Most of all, not just for 4 ninety minute movie length episodes but, for a full and total re-start of the series in which you can modernize it as well.  Want ideas?  We all have them.

Here’s hoping that there’s reality behind these rumours and we’ll all soon be parking our rears each week to watch the show as we once did.  After all, American Idol is finally ending and from my little corner of life, you can bet you’ll most definitely have the audience for far more than  just 4 movie-length episodes, if in fact that is truth and not simply a rumour.  Here’s to hoping and…maybe a bit of praying.  We’re all wondering what’s taking you so long to confirm this or, deny it.  If you are going to deny it, the question so many fans would like to know is….are you stupid?  We’re here, waiting and ready!

 

 

Harry Connick Jr Is Keeping American Idol Alive

Harry Connick Jr. brings a breath of fresh-air to American Idol and revives ratings with his humor.

Harry Connick Jr. brings a breath of fresh-air to American Idol and revives ratings with his humor.

Let’s face it, American Idol has taken a nose-dive in the ratings department over the past few years with many of its former fans, bailing on the ailing show.  With FOX and Idol executives scrambling to find fixes for the show’s lack luster performance, they’ve done everything from re-formatting the show to paying out huge sums of money to bring judges to the table who simply didn’t have the right chemistry together.  More often than not, egos got in the way and the tensions ran so high that people were turned completely off of watching the rest of the season.

Enter Harry Connick Jr., a crooner who not only has the goods himself but, seems to bring the judge’s table together and lights the air with a breath of fresh air in his both, bluntness and humorous escapades while in the judge’s chair.

As a former Idol die-hard fan, it was a struggle to watch the show after former Idol judge, Simon Cowell left the show for what he believed would be greener pastures (which all failed miserably) and finally turning off the show completely after a couple of episodes of watching the likes of Niki Minaj and diva, Mariah Carey totally ruin the show with their ego lit cat fights.

In 2014 when the powers that be behind Idol decided to dump the panel, including “The Dawg”, Randy Jackson, the sole original judge who had out-stayed his welcome on the show and replace the panel with singer, Keith Urban, Jennifer Lopez and Harry Connick Jr., curiosity got the better of most of us who hoped that the show could be revived by this change.  It didn’t totally disappoint but, lacked luster still somewhere that I, personally, cannot point out and again, interest was lost.

This year, Connick seems to be bringing more of his humor than his harsh, Cowell Wannabe attitude and that seems to be making a difference for the better.

Connick seems to ignite the flames of interest in never knowing what he and Urban will do next.  The humorous stunts and attitude give the show not only a light feel to it with a great deal of entertainment value but, also brings the spotlight back to the contestants, something that the show is supposed to be about but, had been taken away by poor choices in judges on the panel and bad chemistry between them.

Kudos to Connick for his sense of proportion and fun-loving antics that don’t detract from the contestants but, add to the entertainment of both the contestants and the viewers.

While Idol may still be lagging behind its competition in “The Voice”, aired between September and December, it’s certainly seemingly being given a boost by Connick and Urban’s sense of balanced humor.  J-Lo is simply a pretty, giggling face that doesn’t clash but compliments the two men’s humorous escapades.

Bravo to FOX and Idol execs.  They’ve found a balance that will hopefully, revive the nearly half-dead show this season if it continues as it’s going thus far.
At least, that’s the way that I am seeing things from my little corner of life.