Why not 6-3 or 7-2 or maybe 8-1, this 5-4 vote always seems suspicious don’t matter what court you visit. In many towns across America, we see the oddity in council meeting when bill passages get this treatment. Many citizens have caught on to the political scam, of politics.

If, it takes three reading to become, a legit law just watch the schemes. You have “John Doe”stating he has the votes to get it to the table for consideration. Which , he does and it passes. Then, it gets to the second reading later and get shot down. This makes the supporters seems happy. Then, the most important decision comes and you get kicked back to stage one, by a 5-4 vote.

The Supremes Court, has always been led, by idiot and fools, and many are bright minded individuals. Except, when deciding decision for the PEOPLE. Read , the PEOPLE. Don’t matter, what president placed you their in office. Your loyalty is to the people, of the United States.

In, Smith’s case the odds was against her because her spouse was extremely old. Courts seems to hammer the impression many older citizens brain isn’t working. Plus, in cases where wealth is concern and you have kids that hadn’t been pushed to carve their own success in rich families. You’ll find the spoilness, of the idiots challenging everything written, by the elderly father or mother.

Still, this 5-4 votes seems to be the norm around the ourts.

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Anna Nicole Smith was a sex symbol.

In other words, she was hot, she was a sex bomb.

She become popular through Playboy magazine where she was playmate of the year in 1993.

Dream girl Anna Nicole finished her life journey on February 8th 2007, she was only 39 years old when she died.

Cause of her death was accidental drug overdose; lethal combination of different prescription drugs was found in her system.

Her body had started decomposing at much faster rate than usual before the funeral and that is only one of the weird things involved Anna Nicole Smith death.

Around one year before her death, Anna Nicole’s son Daniel Smith have died of lethal combination of prescription drugs and methadone, he was 20 years old at the time.

Anna Nicole Smith was devastated by her son’s tragic death and was ready to die and be buried together with him.

She was active as a spokesperson and was campaigning against various corporations because of their cruelty to the animals or testing their products on animals.

Think what you want, Anna Nicole Smith will sure be remembered.

Jennifer Aniston Died in a Car Accident; Is It True?

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The dream came true when in 1994 she nodded to the repeated requests of marriage from her ninety pet Marshall. Marry her even more famous than Playboy. She began to be blamed for abusing an old man who would do her first and last. She fed him in return Vail and one can even forget the shopping center in the rain. Marshall even lived under one roof, but claimed that he took it out of pure love and not money. The marriage ended after thirteen months. Poor Smith and widow at the funeral of her beloved husband appeared in a white wedding dress.

It did not take long and there was a huge lawsuits over property and children Howard Marshall. Moreover, SimTh sued the locos. Even with Playboy, which she invented the name. Jordan absurdity after another, accompanied by Anna until her DEATh in 2007, when it was found in his room pills and alcohol overdose. Is left after a couple of unresolved court, hundreds of naughty pictures and one unexplained death of her son.

She wanted to be the new Marilyn Monroe and ended up as an image printed on scented stromečcích in the cockpits of U.S. trucks. For the opera is actually not so bad narrative arc. The premiere is scheduled for this year’s 17Th February.

 Celebrities dying from prescription drugs are becoming a more common thing. I mean look at all the celebrities that have died so far, Marilyn Monroe, Dorothy Dandridge, Elvis Presley, Anna Nicole Smith, Micheal Jackson, Heath Ledger, Brittany Murphy, and many more.

 We’ve lost some of our greatest actors, actresses, and singers way too soon to prescription drugs. Not to mention the common people we are losing such as mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters, uncles, aunts ect.

 I have an Auntie that is addicted to prescription drugs and I know it’s only a matter of time before one day somebody find her in her house dead. So if you or anybody else you know are addicted to prescription drugs, try getting help because they’re nothing to play with.

Several Playboy Playmates have died tragically due to accidents, drug abuse and suicides. For many women and men, the playboy playmate is seen as having a charmed and enviable life. Their photo spread in playboy magazines have been viewed by millions around the world. Here are five playboy Playmates and their tragic stories.

Dorothy Stratten (1979)
She was playmate of the month on the August 1979 issue of playboy. She graduated to  playmate of the year in 1980 and that was the year she also met her untimely death. Her estranged husband and manager, Paul Snider, brutally raped and shot her in a murder-suicide that left both dead.

Starr Lowe (Ellen Louise Stowe) 1977
She was a former girlfriend of Gene Simmonds of Kiss rock group was strangled to death 20 years after her appearance in Playboy. She was playmate of the month for the February 1977 issue. Reports of drug and alcohol abuse and prostitution culminated in her murder.

Paige Young (1968)

She was the perfect 10 for that era sporting a curvy 36-24-36 figure. She was an artist who tried to make a living on her artwork. According to her Playboy interview, she enjoyed romps along the shore and peaceful walks in the woods. The November  1968 playmate died She died peacefully in 1974 from an overdose of sleeping pills.

Anna Nicole Smith (Vickie Lynn Hogan )

Perhaps one of the more well known tragedies in recent times was that of playmate Anna Nicole Smith. She was Playmate of the month in May 1992 and Playmate of the year in 1993. Her marriage to 89 year old Texas millionaire ended with his death. she was engaged in a long battle over her husband’s estate, her beloved son died suddenly and she died shortly after from a drug overdose.

Tonya Crews (1961)

This March 1961 playmate wanted to be a mathematician, liked men with dark curly hair and was of Choctaw Indian heritage. The curvaceous 38-22-36 beauty was a jazz dance choreographer. She died tragically when she fell asleep at the wheel of her car and died in 1966.

Many of us watched this new Marilyn Monroe like we watched the old Marilyn Monroe. Many of us delighted in her antics. The celebrity journalists in print and TV focussed many of us on Anna Nicole Smith. Of course, they could have told us about other Americans, but they wanted us to know about little Anna Nicole Smith. Many of us watched her and those connected to her self-destructing in front of us, and many self-destructing along with us, or just destructing, and we watched and watched and watched. Fascinated.

We certainly have nothing against Anna Nicole Smith. She, for many, represents the “American dream.”

Many young girls from small towns have such dreams. Many young girls from big towns have such dreams. Many young girls from all over the world, especially young girls in poverty, have such dreams. Even young girls in plenty have such dreams. These are the American dreams.

I am of the generation of the great leaders. I shall call them that. The generation when we had other types of American dreams, along with these types. The Malcolm X generation. The Bob Dylan generation. The Cesar Chavez generation. The generation that thought they could “change the world.” Some of our children are adopting African children, some of our children are investing in China and Africa, some of are children are saving the neo-slaves–again in Africa–the fishing children that the New York Times and Oprah have told many of us about. These new African slave children, being sold by their own parents to slave masters who are also parents. This is the new world.

Oprah says she has been to Africa many times. Good for Oprah. She gives standing ovations to white people going to Africa saving little African children and returning them to their slave-seller parents. Good for these white people.

However, I am not going to scapegoat these neo-slave seller parents. Yet.

But what do their children think about them and think about their society. They call this white woman “Mama.” What do they call their own mamas? Do they call Oprah Mama?

What names do they call their African Papas.

I’m not going to scapegoat these Africans, these white mamas, or these Oprahs.

Let me continue my discussion of little Anna Nicole Smith.

I watched Marilyn Monroe self-destruct in front of me. I was a child. I watched how this nation delt with this “child.” I watched how all these men dealt with Marilyn Monroe, including our famous president, and his famous brother, and a famous playwright and the famous American movie industry. I learned of the great Dorothy Dandridge. I watched all the colored stereotypes and archetypes, some making it famous, other self-destructing colored people. I watched Elvis self-destruct in front of me. Africans say he stole their music, but nevertheless Africans praised Elvis along with everybody else. An icon of the rock and roll generation. I was older when Elvis become Elvis, but still a child.

Certainly these are celebrities, and for me they don’t compete with the great leaders. But we are a pop culture and these are our stars.

More people know the names of these stars than they know the names of Goethe or Einstein or….well, we have to make sure that these people become stars also to get to be known. We make them celebrities also.

There are many Goethes that we’ve never heard of because they are not stars.

There have been many Einsteins that we’ve never heard of because they are not stars.

Many of us watched as Malcolm X try to get people to stop his murder. Why destroy the great Malcolm X? Certainly this is a different quality of leadership. This is an archetypal leader.

And we had our songs about Martin King and John Kennedy and Bobby Kennedy. Martin, Bobby, and John and we sang our songs. We folks like to sing our folksongs.

Many of my generation have been destroyed, self-destructed, insane, discredited, destroyed and destroyed some more except for the so-called survivors and many of these people are….well, we know the story….and now we even continue to destroy and discredit them, like we can’t get enough of this discreding and destroying each other and self-destructing. We just can’t get enough of this.

We all strive to become stars like in the karaoke and then when we become stars people continue to destroy us and destroy us some more and sometimes we start destroying all of them and they destroy all of us some more and some of us try to be nice about it and some of us try to be mean about it and some us go into exile, all over the known and unknown world.

I’m not a psychologist, but some of us need some therapy.

This is not necessarily about Anna Nicole Smith. When I read about her, her biography in wikipedia, I find that her parents are of my generation. They are my generation. Small Texas town, but my generation.

There are many Mexicans in that small Texas town. America also has a Mexico, N. Y. How many Mexicans in Mexico, N. Y.

This is called creative non-fiction. But we all have our creative fictions.

Marilyn was somebody’s child. Elvis was somebody’s child. Martin was somebody’s child. John was somebody’s child. Bobby was somebody’s child. We are all somebody’s child.

And most of us are sold and resold even in America. We might not all be fishing children. All over the world many of us are sold and resold. Some of us do the selling and the reselling.

Even Oprah is sold and resold–an Africa in America. But she’s the first African female billionaire in America. Good for Oprah she’s using “the wisdom of her elders” and “the wisdom of her ancestors,” and we assume that she is guided and can be guided by the divine. I assume that she assumes that she is so guided. Like many Africans she understand the need to be a spiritual person even with all her money.

She appears to be a leader of a new generation. I’m older, however, than Oprah. Oprah is not exactly a child. But we know who’s child Oprah is. Oprah makes sure to let us know. Oprah has her style of leadership for her generation. She appears to be defining “female leadership.”

But what of all these children?

Since I was a child myself I didn’t recognize any of these children. If I was a child watching American Idol and witnessing these children crying their sad tears of rejecting and dejecting–I wouldn’t recognize these children.

I work and have worked with the rejected, dejected and denied of many civilizations. I am older than many of them. I have been rejected, dejected, denied, destroyed, everything you can imagine just like many of them. Set up and set up and reset up and reset up some more and destroyed, witnessing my own rejected, dejected, denied, and destroyed friends (and enemies) helping to reject, deject, deny, and destroy others.

We’re all a real bunch. Many of us are in our various exiles. Some continue to appear on TV–but we are the elders. Some have a role in the new world. Others are calling each other names. Who to blame for the failures–or the successes?–of our generation? None of us are who we thought we might become or should have become.

Some of us–in retirement–are writing for the internet. Many of us don’t even use our own names. What freedom. Writers have always preferred pen names and anonymity.

Ernest Hemingway should have written in a pen name.

Thomas Hardy should have written in a pen name.

Richard Wright should have written in a pen name.

But who would play Ernest Hemingway, or Thomas Hardy, or Richard Wright in the movies. I’m still waiting for “The Richard Wright Story.” I mean the true story.

Richard Wright–probably the first real star, the first genuine star among the African American writers.

Ralph Ellison could not compete with Richard Wright.

James Baldwin could not compete with Richard Wright.

Toni Morrison is no Richard Wright.

But we are all somebody’s children. So let’s not scapegoat each other–too much.

However, of course, we have to continue our civilizations and find the best of the best among us to play the great roles. And to find the best of the best we have to destroy those who are not good enough, for whatever reason we decide upon. We are creating and destroying people all the time, selling and reselling each other. We are all fishing children. But certainly we’ve got to save the fishing children. All our fishing children. Certainly we can help Oprah to save these fishing children, if we think that will save us.

Some of us are not smart enough, some of us are not talented enough, some of us are not sweet enough, some of us are not agreeable enough, some of us are the wrong color, some of us are the wrong religion, some of us are the right color, some of us are the right religion, some of us don’t have any money, some of us have too much money, some of us have just enough money, some of us speak the wrong language, some of us speak the right language, some of us speak few languages, some of us speak many languages, some of us don’t speak enough, some of us don’t have enough education, some of us have too much education, some of us have just the right amount of education, some of us don’t deserve to win, some of us do deserve to win, some of us are….

We just continue generation after generation.

As an elder, I have been allowed to play many different roles in my own and other people’s civilizations, and for me it’s all the same role: how can we destroy you? Well, they’ve tried in many different ways, and I’m not exactly saintly. Like others, I try to be a nice and sweet person. Be sweet, mothers always tell their little kids. But that doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter how sweet we are, we’re never sweet enough. They destroy the sweet like they destroy the sour. We cannot be sweet or sour enough.

I’ve played most of the roles in the Western world, and the Western world is a warrior world. It’s a warrior world. Sometimes Eastern people recognize me and treat me honorably enough, but I’m not exactly their history. Or maybe they think I’m Eastern.

Why should somebody named Juarez write about a little white girl from a little town in Texas. A little white girl named the all American name Smith.

I can write about all of these “children”–white children, black children, brown children, yellow children. All of these rainbow children.

As an elder, these are all somebody’s children.

I was a child watching all these “children” being destroyed, but since I was a child myself and Malcolm X my mother and father’s generation, I didn’t realize that I was watching somebody’s child being destroyed right in front of me, and other people’s children trying to protect that child, and some people children trying to destroy that child, and none of the elders of that generation intervening and saying this is somebody’s child.

I have watched the most beloved of my generation and previous generations being destroyed and self-destructing in front me. And destroyers everywhere and self-destroyers everywhere.

I’ve watched the many players, destroying one group and then fawning on another to save themselves. Like when the players destroy one group of African peoples and then fawn on another group–let’s say the children. This has been going on for generations.

We all do this–perhaps in our own manner.

Who shall be the next little Anna Nicole Smith? Dreaming her Texas dreams? Dreaming her American dreams? Dreaming her international dreams?

This, as you know, is not just about little Anna Nicole Smith. And I don’t want to use her name to make news.

This article is about all of us. And we certainly don’t like using our names to make news or our children’s names to make news or our beloved names to make news.

Maybe some of us befriend little Anna like we befriended little Marilyn like we befriended little Elvis like we befriended all of these children.

Or perhaps some of us played dumb. We like to play dumb. Autistics also like to play dumb. Until somebody tells us we’re autistics. Does that mean we can still play dumb?

None of the elders of my generation are intervening either and saying wait a minute these are our children being destroyed every day in front of us, and we are helping and we are destroying ourselves also, and our children are destroying us, and we are destroying them, and we’re all continuing our pitiful civilizations.

But some of us are trying to find a way to be constructive and creative people. But even the constructive and creative people can be a destructive people and a non-creative when called upon to be destructive and non-creative. And many of us use the destroyed to make ourselves look good.

Don’t let Oprah use these pitiful African mothers and fathers selling their little fishing children to make herself look good. She can look good on her own.

Many of these sad pitiful Africans are greater than Oprah Winfrey with all her billions. These sad pitiful heroic Africans, even selling their children.

Africans in America have sold many of their children, like Latinos all over the world are selling their children. And I’m not going to mention anybody else. We’re selling and reselling each other every day.

The whores on cops look like ordinary women because they are ordinary women.

The men pleading not to be taken to jail are no different from the men taking them to jail.

“It’s understanding that works,” says a man on TV. “I wanna know where you were going with those documents and I wanna know right now.” (Book TV) I assume classified documents.

We’re all a true bunch. We’re all a real bunch. But you know this story.

The children of this generation are watching their Marilyn. Their Marilyns, their Elvises, their ….. Somebody said in AARP, some article–or maybe some other magazine for elders, talking about the Elvis of different generations. So the Elvis of this new generation is supposed to be Beyonce? I assume Beyonce, a young black female, is not going to try to play Elvis. I assume she is going to play herself. Although they tell me she has a stage personality.

When Madonna first made an appearance, this little dark-haired Italian girl making herself a blonde so she could appeal to the American need for a little white blonde girl to play Marilyn and to the American ideal of beauty. Even Latinas and African American women like their blonde hair. Some tried to get Madonna to play Marilyn for them. Or maybe Madonna was trying to play Marilyn. Instead she plays Evita, another child of the Latin world. With Peron, another child of the Latin world. Or maybe Madonna just plays herself, when she’s not trying to play Madonna.

Anna Nicole Smith….

This little girl from Texas, in America. Somebody’s child.

Many people go into public careers accompanied by many naive people, many naive friends, nobody has a clue, nobody understands anything, and they want to be public people.

Even the people who claim they are experts are a crude and rude bunch, and many of them there for the money also.

Of course, we admire a lot of these people. Many are honorable and great people. But they are so easily destroyed. And we so easily destroy them.

Sometimes people who do “have a clue” try to help them. But they don’t believe them. Or maybe they don’t know. Or maybe these people are not their “friends.” And these people cannot claim to be their “friends” because this is not their role, and they don’t truly know them, they cannot claim to truly know them. And the press is always interfering with that.

Most of these public figures because so many people join in betraying and destroying and insulting them don’t know who to trust. Even the people who befriend don’t know who to trust and/or even to trust them or not. We are a civilization of betrayed and betrayers. And the media betrays everybody also, including these outrageous journalists. So, of course, nobody trusts anybody else. And where money is involved–well, we all know about duh money. And most of us are in such desperate need for duh money. Because all of our cultures are based upon duh money.

As an autistic my world is very different from these people’s in that autistics develop many different ways of getting to know people, and the press doesn’t interfer with us as much as with many people–many so-called normal people who depend upon the press and media to even get to know their so-called friends.

Job description, class, grade level doesn’t interfer too much with us. But even autistics, as you know, can be a rude and crude bunch also. And autism disqualifies us from certain career choices. Few of us, for example, are going to be announcing our candidacy from president of any of your countries, although in their effort to gain credibility some autistics are trying to claim the great Albert Einstein and even the great Isaac Newton.

We are beginning to learn that we have many children in the autism spectrum, and autistics are claiming to have their own culture.

But as for these experts? These experts need not only to be available for the public careerists, but also for the various people who are connected to them who have problems vis-a-vis being connected to a public person.

Many of these people can be destructive and self-destructive as it involves themselves and each other.

The press and the media are continually interfering with them and their commitments.

There is a psychology of celebrity that everybody gets involved in, and many people who are not experts as it involves the public world. Many of these people are “small-town” people, small town girls and small town boys, true Americana (or other nation’s versions of the small town coming to America) that have stereotypical and archetypal dreams of celebrity, have notions of becoming the next Marilyn Monroe or the next Elvis Presley or the next Janis Joplin.

Or the next little Anna Nicole. I call her “little” Anna Nicole because of photographs of the child wanting to become the next Marilyn Monroe. But let me call her by her true name. Vickie Lynn Hogan. Little Vickie Lynn.

First, they should just be themselves, not try to become the next any of these people. They must decide who they are and who they want to be. Also, they must connect to people that truly know them, truly value them, and truly think they are great in their role. If these people do not think so, they can connect to them, but they also need to have experts who understand the behavior of all of these various peoples, so that if any of them have any problems–including social-psychological problems, and/or media problems then these people are available.

In addition, if people go into careers in which money is involved there are all kinds of resentments that come with money. Everybody knows that. People thinking that they are supposed to receive vast sums of money because of whatever type of connection they have to these people, and no amount appears to be enough for anybody. They have to deal with that.

Also there are a lot of resentful and frustration people that become fixated on stars all the time, including their friends, many of whom become very obsessive and oppressive in their friendship.

Everybody is accusing them of everything and they have to figure out how to prove things.

People are making all kinds of demands on them with the idea if they don’t or cannot fulfill demands that are generally impossible for anyone person that they have wronged a lot of people.

Even people that like them can behave so outrageously that they don’t know what to do about even those claiming they like them so much.

Also, it’s very easy for the press to even get dearest friends to turn against each other. Very very easy. Too very easy. Blaming the press is not always the answer. These people have to learn about the press and have their own media experts available to them.

The more and more people that you have destroyed in the public world and the more and more people that truly value these people the more and more people are going to be confronting this problem, and many people are not going to continue to be very nice about it.

Many people that go into public careers are naive, but many people who go into the public world are not stupid and naive people and there is a level of rage and outrage in this country that the media truly doesn’t yet understand. They probably do understand but think they have everything under control.

And most of these people that they destroy don’t have enough people that truly value them anyway and it’s easy to convince people that these people are not truly valuable.

So we just go on to the next Marilyn Monroe or the next Elvis Priestley or the next whoever.

These “innocents”–and I shall call them that–need to have people connected to them that are not innocent about this outrageousness that is witnessed.

Many intellectual types don’t go into the public arena because that’s not their arena and many of them are nerds and geeks and so that is not their world, but sometimes the people that are destroyed are very dear to them and so they are outraged!

I have stated that I am an elder. When I first came into this civilization as a child and witnessed many of my great people and great leaders and great talents being destroyed I happened to be a child and so I didn’t fully understand.

Every day these people are being discredited and we’re joining in discrediting them and maybe they are not as great as we thought or as

Now I am witnessing my “children” being detroyed. I am outraged!

I like to watch American Idol, but I don’t like witnessing these distressed “children.” I don’t truly find great pleasure in it. Especially these “children” who seem to truly not understand why they are being rejected and denied and told no from everybody. As an elder, I understand. Of course. I’ve been those rejected and denied “children.”

We are destroying and self-destructing all over this world and excusing ourselves. We’re all outrageous.

Even the warriors we send to war are our children and grandchildren. We indoctrinate them and then we send them to war. We’ve been doing this for centuries. Some of us go to war with them as their generals and leaders and advisors. We old warriors.

And of course we have our warrior heroes–the next Audey Murphy? The next Geronimo? The next Bruce Lee? The next Benito Juarez?

I haven’t written about the war, because I don’t think that is my role. I’m sure that there are autistics who go to war, and so they must write about what it is like for them. Being soldiers. They must write about war from their point of view, like all of these others.

Our children continue to tell us they are better than us–and what can we do but agree.

Of course many stars and public figures have a responsibility and we know this, as most of them are “adults,” but we help them to destruction and we know this also. We appear to delight in this. We are truly an obnoxious bunch.

Then we’re always looking around for somebody to blame–except for ourselves.

But these are our civilizations.

Have we civilized anybody yet?