Things happen

I have often stated that it infuriates me when I see news items relating to our media’s beautiful people intermingled between the days headlines, but I have been following the fall from grace of Mel Gibson, even commenting once and I wanted to write a little of what is on my mind.

I have a neighbor who I often run into at the store and yesterday we were in line together, he glanced at one of the ten thousand magazines screaming Mel Gibson was always a true closet anti-Semite and his latest drunken arrest only proves it turned to me and said, “What the hell is wrong with that man, he hates Jews and now he can’t keep his mouth shut.” I did not say anything; I was busy checking out my Coco puffs, first things first. However, after retuning home I began thinking about his comments.

Let’s put this into the proper perspective, by now the entire world, or that part which reads, is well aware that Mel Gibson is an alcoholic, or was a recovering alcoholic until he happened to have a few then pick up a bottle of Tequila for on the way home and happened to fly by an LA County Deputy at 87 MPH, then was stopped and subsequently made a complete and total ass of himself because he was basically falling down drunk and blew a .12 to prove it.

Of course we need to put this little tidbit into perspective as well, the Deputy transports Mel for processing, the word spreads through the department faster than William Wallace beat the British and all the Deputies congregate to see Mad Max stagger in. Do not think for one moment this is not one of the underlying reasons the tape made of Mel being processed is not being released. The Sheriff has no plans to allow his Deputies to appears as star struck teenagers should that video begin making the rounds and downloaded ten thousand times a moment on the net.

Folks, the man was falling down drunk and he had no idea what was coming out of his mouth, no matter if it was anti-Jewish, anti-peter Pan or anti-Easter Bunny. I know I have been that way once or twice in my life, even awoke to find myself someplace I have no idea how I got there, it happens. That does not mean the man is anything other than the fact he was drunk and the television and print media is blowing this so far out of proportion that it is sickening.

Okay, I feel better now. Thank you, now back to our normal programming.