Sick of it

i am so sick of hearing about michael jackson i think im going to go crazy. i really hate all of those stupid shows that do nothing but talk about what famous persons ass got fatter or what famous person is fucking some other famous person. who the fuck cares what happened to bubbles the chimp after michael gave him up? hopefully he went to a proper monkey facility to live out his monkey days. its sad that we as a society are so obsessed with death, especially the death of a famous person. nobody seems to give a shit about farrah faccet. dont get me wrong, thriller was a great album, but i really dont give a shit about any of the other shit these, so called reporters, are saying. i find it hard to believe that anyone would. who cares if michael had a secret girlfriend? just because he's a celebrity doesnt mean his life is automatically open to the general public. give it a fucking rest. who cares what women michael fucked when he was alive? i know i sure dont because i thought he was fucking guys for a long ass time. what i can tell you is that the man obviously wanted privacy about the matter, and that should be respected, even in death. just because the man was famous, and is now dead, doesnt give anyone the right to pick apart every aspect of his life, like vultures picking at a corpse. let the dead die, once and for all.