Thursday, August 17, 2006

Beauty Doesn't Always Kill The Beast

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Nobody’s Opinion; Watching all the rerun pictures of poor little JonBenet being played over and over again on all the channels yesterday, and then watching repeated video’s of the alleged confessed killer with the big smirk on his face being dragged through the salivating photographers along with what looked like his boyfriend, I began to wonder…just how much of this do they think we can take? This story seems as fresh as yesterday. Has it really been ten years?

And just how much money has been made off the tabloids over the past ten years on her death? Just how many outfits did little Jon-Benet have? It seems many more than we can count.

It was as if the career and dreams of fame her mother obviously wanted for her happened after the fact.

I don’t think it would be too much of a misconception to project that perhaps the mother had wanted to be a beauty queen at the national level, and failed, but she got a second chance with her daughter.

It happens in sports a lot, men achieving their dreams through their sons.

Personally, I’ve always thought it was a rather selfish thing to do, but then, who am I to judge? Some very famous and very happy people have had parents who pushed them to finish their lost and hopeless dreams, only to have their children succeed, and it worked out very well for both.

But like many talk hosts noted on different media outlets today, I too wondered, why the fascination? So many kids are kidnapped and murdered in a single year, and yet, their parents suffer in complete anonymity. Their innocent and heartbreaking pictures remain on walls, and in files. Their parents live a daily nightmare of trying to go on with their lives, some never knowing just what happened.

They looked away for only a few seconds…and sometimes, that’s all it takes, as in the case of Adam, John’s Walsh’s son.

Still, this fascination with JonBenet seems beyond the baffling circles of who did it, who wrote the note, was it the brother, the mother? Why did the cops bangle it? Why did the parents refuse to co-operate, etc, and so on, and so on.

Then, there are those of us out here in nobody land who think the very last thing we would do is present ourselves to reporters day after day, instead of investigators. Our grief would be so incredible deep having lost our child, just getting out of bed would be a monumental achievement. The last thing we would do would be to pose for the camera.

So when they post JonBenet's pictures and that vixen of unimaginable cuteness comes jumping out at you, and the answer is obvious. It was her incredible beauty that endeared her to all America, because that’s what fascinates us.

Beauty.

Put youth on top of it, and you’ve got a story you can milk as long as Elvis stays dead.

Little JonBenet would have fit right into Las Vegas, and held her own among the starlets. Her makeup…her hair…her smile, all the quintessence of the impossible standards of perfection that very few of us can attain, even after plastic surgery. She looked liked a miniature twenty-year old, and made even the movie stars of today seem like they’d better think of retiring.

As Elizabeth Taylor said, you have to be born with that kind of beauty. And she was.

Now with modern plastic surgery, you don’t have to be born with it. And that’s one of the reasons we feel such a loss with JonBenet. Her image was endeared on our minds, more like scorched. Her loss seems more incredible for the fact that she was rare, and so very innocent, and so unprotected.

Then it hits you...if some evil scumbag can come into your own home, rape and then bash your child’s head in, with such an unspeakable act of violence without you even knowing it’s happening, it's not a comforting thought.

Every time we see the pictures of JonBenet, we will be reminded again and again, that beauty doesn’t save you, money doesn’t save you, in the end, all you have is your wits.

Can we overprotect our kids? Never, ever.

Can we get too much of this story? Well, I’m going to turn the channel. I admit I don’t have the stomach for it. It's one of those story that the truth might never be known, and you can drive yourself crazy trying to figure it out.

But the fact that this stuff happens all the time and is NOT reported is something we should all think about.

The Big Bad Wolf comes in many disguises.

Nobody’s Perfect; The killer said “I loved JonBenet and it was an accident.” I guess he has not gotten a good lawyer yet.

Nobody Knows; If this guy really did it. Frankly, he looks like he’s lying to me. The evidence so far is against it. Remember, he has three kids of his own, who will suffer even if he didn’t do it, so for that alone, he should be condemned.

Nobody Cares; Now this is great. I just heard about a good friend who's daughter is going for her brown belt on Saturday. Now that’s a smart father, who really loves his daughter. She will at least have a fighting chance, if life ever sends a scumbag her way. Way to go dad! (Hopefully dad reads this!)

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