Despite having more flaws than the reigning Congress our Armchair Pundits shake a stick at while maxing out their Credit Cards on their own personal time, I always considered myself something other than a fair-weather fan.
Take where I grew up, for example. It is two hours North of Pittsburgh. My favorite baseball team will forever be the lowly Pirates. And my favorite football team will always be the Steelers. No wonder I don't follow baseball ... ;)
But I've always been true to the particular causes that mean something to me. If I see something in something, I'm loyal to that something, no matter how ridiculous it may turn out. Let's be honest, it was hard to remain a Steeler Fan when Malone was pressing his knuckles against the inner thighs of someone who can't protect incompetency.
Such is my position on Charlie Sheen. I loved the original "WallStreet." I even dug "Major League". And when I saw "HotShots", I just knew that there was a comedical genius wrapped up within the confines of a very less than stellar dude.
Demons are what demons are and no amount of financial fame or glory will make up for not being able to hold a sleeping hand that really loves you, at night ... or day ... nor tight, either way.
Personally, I heart crazy. I grip that moment and that person, with all their ills ... so tight, that I wonder what Life would be without it. This whole deal with Charlie Sheen though, makes me reconsider everything.
Did you know 'Charlie Sheen' ain't his real name? Did you realize that maybe it ain't him that has to answer ... that perhaps the joke is on those of us who are buying into it and those of us who are reporting it?
The prospect of profits makes Jokers of us all.