
Then I got to be thinking, "why do I even know about this woman? I wasn't a regular reader of Playboy in the 1990s! I don't care what an old millionaire does in his dotage! Why do I have to waste even a few memory cells knowing about this woman? Well, it's just the way of this world. A world filled with media bits and pieces where flotsam factoids just float into your brain and stick to bits without you knowing or caring. It's just wrong, y'know?"
In fact, why do I know about, Marylin Monroe?
Or Elton John and Bernie Taupin and their song about her?
And Princess Diana and her love of the said song?
And her stupid demise and her affair with Dodi al Fayed and how it might've been a conspiracy and not a drunken chauffeur that killed her?
And how Elton and Bernie quickly re-wrote the words to play it at her funeral and then went on to be a hit again?
And how Anna Nicole Smith idolised Marylin Monroe?
What is it with all these dead dumb blondes?
Thus, I felt compelled to take something of an artistic vengeance.
Here's the link.
Do check it out!
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