It has been a tough few weeks for celebrities. Of course, sometimes they seem literally asking for it. Britney doing a Demi except without the G.I.Jane motivation and with families haggling over fortunes of dead celebrities. Last I heard she checked in and out of rehab as if it was some bug-infested motel. I say celebrities loosely because it might be a travesty to speak of James Brown in the same breath as Anna Nicole Smith. Of course, she gave much joy to teenagers in the 90s but Brown was well, a class apart. Or at least by those who think music rocked (or ‘jazzed’?). He got some respite and could finally rest in peace as after being embalmed forever will be finally buried. I just hope they don’t exhume him to make up any “this story is completely fictional and any coincidences are incidental (or is it incidences are coincidental? Never mind)” CSI episode just so that David Caruso could mouth the most inane lines while putting his sunglasses back on in a most un-Rajni like manner.
Anna is far from being buried right now. Apart from haggling over her child’s parentage, they are also arguing whether to bury her in Texas or the Bahamas. I don’t know you but I would prefer the Bahamas. My maggots could do with some spilled daiquiri. Being buried in Texas lost its charm after Kill Bill II not that it was any enticing earlier. But what’s with the focus on death and burials? No one really cares where the fallen in Iraq are buried. At least some of their predecessors get some Valentine love.