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2001-09-17
Don Simpson
B. 10.29.43 Seattle / D. 1.19.96 Bel-Air, California
Overdose
How I wanted baseball back but maybe it's too soon. Anxiety racks my chest in the aftermath of a half-inning commercial for the new Michael (�Lips!�) Douglas movie in which a Desitin-smeared Britanny (�Joplin My Tedium-Flattened Ass�) Murphy continues to lose weight while unwisely inviting comparisons to pre-war American sweetheart Angelina Jolie. Quick cuts and commotion�hospitals�subway trains rushing past�a missing wife�an impression of shattering. Dear Hollywood. We all know you�re going to have to cut it out with the tasteless effects-fests. Please spare us the minutely-reported displays of writhing conscience and the warmed-over Lefties-meet-Congress contortions and the triumph of Right Thought over Wrong to be hosted by Steven Spielberg wearing a shaved head to match the glasses "bequeathed" him by the estate of the (finally) late Philip Johnson and quoting the Buddha in spring 2003�as meanwhile you�ve emptied your shelves of old stock. Thank you. Signed, A Member of the Ticket-Buying Audience.