John Lennon, Flawed Man in Life, Demigod in Death

John Lennon, Flawed Man in Life, Demigod in Death

“And this man has now become a god?” (Cassius, Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar, I, ii)

To anyone who has until now doubted that Western civilization has been inexorably sliding into history’s toilet, this should reassure you that you are quite correct and that we are on our last, creaky legs.

Jealous, possessive, violent, angry, chauvinistic, abusive, adulterous, prideful, arrogant defender of a twice-convicted murderer, buddy to the Chicago Seven and violent Yippie peace activists Jerry Rubin, Abbie Hoffman, Jerry Rubin, Angela Davis, and Bobby Seale of the Black Panther Party, Marxist sympathizer, confirmed druggie object of a deportation attempt in the U.S. as a persona non grata, John Lennon has now become a virtual saint.

No one as yet, to my knowledge, has suggested this deeply-flawed, wife-beating, borderline seditionist, drug-addled man “is now become a god,” except in the eyes of his celeb-fixated idolators who would, if they could, elevate him to that status in the crowded pantheon of entertainers if not crown him superior to all those lesser gods.

It’s startling to witness how death and 30 years can induce such absurd, widespread mania.

It’s never nice to speak ill of the dead, although liberals rarely if ever abide by that restriction and which is why I’ll wait a while to comment on Elizabeth Edwards’ recent demise but, when mindless adulation devolves into bizarre devotion, something need be said before the whole of humanity succumbs to mass idolatry.

Chief Beatle, John Winston Ono Lennon, MBE, was shot to death on December 8, 1980 by a deranged Mark David Chapman while in the company of his second wife, Yoko Ono, as they approached the main entrance of their residence, The Dakota, in New York City.

Ms. Ono, second wife to Lennon whom he called “mother,” is a Japanese artist, musician, and agitator with a history of unseemly associations in her own right but that’s a subject of a future analysis.

It should be noted that Lennon’s MBE title, . . .
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Sir Paul McCartney Needs a Reality Check

Sir Paul McCartney Needs a Reality Check

Nothing much is serving as a wake-up call for aging Beatle Sir Paul McCartney and he’s desperately in need of one.

His first wife Linda Eastman lost her life to breast cancer and his next wife lost a leg in an auto accident then took him for millions in their divorce. The guy is now 67 years old, long in the tooth by most standards, and he looks it, yet he still seems to think he’s that cute Beatle who burst onto the music scene almost 50 years ago.

He also seems to think he’s a wit and political raconteur.

Give it up, Paulie, and get over the idea that knighthood conferred by Good Queen Liz means anything other than that you served to supplement Britain’s national treasury; it doesn’t mean you’re a national treasure any more than Mick Jagger or Keith Richards are national treasures.

Fame does not equate with wisdom, Mr. McCartney.

You should not only give it up, Paulie. You should stay home wherever your home is nowadays and not stick your Liverpudlian nose into matters that don’t concern you, are beyond your ken, and especially keep the hell out of American political affairs.

Remember, knighthood is just a title. It does not confer any smarts. British grammar school grads are a farthing a dozen. . .
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