FACT: Will Smith is NOT Invincible
Why doesnt Smith ever lose?
I appreciate Will Smith, the man. I appreciate Kenny Rogers, the man. I appreciate the late Conway Twitty, Country Singer, the man. And I can even appreciate TG Shepherd, Country Singer, the man.
What do all of these gentlemen have in common aside from wealthy agents, mansions galore, fame, money, and recognizability anywhere they go? Study this subject, and soon you will arrive at the same conclusion: Will Smith, Kenny Rogers, Conway Twitty and TG Shepherd NEVER LOSE!
I'm a serious as an Alabama thunderstorm. And I could make my point several ways, but since I'm limited on time, I will just give you a modified version of my thought process--that has tormented me since I was a teenager-then-adult and suffered many years at the fact that these "superstars," if you will, never lose.
In plotless movies, pointless songs, and possibly television ads, they have never tasted losing in their crafts. Am I right? When was the last time you saw Will "Fresh Prince of Bel Air" Smith actually lose in one of his movie roles? You didn't. I thought I'd save you some time in searching for the answer.
In pointless songs, have you ever heard a song when Conway Twitty, Kenny "The Gambler" Rogers, or TG Shepherd was ever written as someone who "lost" in the story of the song? Let me save your ears some valuable time. You didn't. And you never will. Obviously you won't in the present time because Conway is deceased and Rogers and Shepherd have long since "retired" and basking in facelifts and theatres in Branson, Missouri to further build up their images that "they" don't know what losing means. I do wish Will Smith, Kenny Rogers, and TG Shepherd would one day, wake up and look around--at the thousands of homeless people who were once a Smith, Rogers, or Shepherd, but life in its unpredictable shuffle of the cards, dealt them a tragic hand.
Take a moment and see if I can prove to you what I' saying. And before we go any further, even "The Duke" John Wayne died in one of his movies. What makes Smith any better? Nuff said at this point, but I reserve some time for more rebuttle later.
Will Smith went from a smart-alec-type of character in Fresh Prince of Bel Air to an always-successful string of roles in Hancock, the drunken anti-superhero; Oh, yeah, the realistic, Wild, Wild, West with the giant walking spider. You got it. Smith got into a few mild fistfights, but thanks to a clever contract clause, (it must be this), Smith never lost in The Wild, Wild, West. Always, and I do mean, always, the hero--more powerful than Superman, who by the way, DID have a weakness: Kryptonite, a green rock-like substance that made him weak, but not Smith. No sir. Whenever Smith signs on to a movie deal, it has to be Smith always winning. I challenge you to research any Will Smith movie and you will discover that in ALL of his movies, he never dies or loses--fights, girls, or station in life. He always comes out on top. Even Elvis "The KIng" Presley died in a movie. I just don't see this as realism and believability. To Smith, hope he is reading this, you are a great guy with lots of good morals, but your movies are a lot struck in rut of same old same old. I'm sorry.
Now look at Kenny Rogers songs and movies. First in all of his songs, take "She Believes in Me," Who? Did you catch that? 'Me'. Right. Me. Not anyone else, but the nameless man in the song, but you can bet Rogers had it written or wrote it himself to make Rogers the good guy. "Coward of The County" song and movie, it was Rogers who always knew the future--in that lyric "I always knew they we're reading Tommy wrong," see what I mean? Why not someone else who could see what they were doing to his nephew Tommy? And yes, the movie was nothing short of a Kenny Rogers display of his own strength, wisdom, and stately manner. It was Rogers who knocked down most of Tommy's adversaries in the bar room scene, not an average barfly, but Rogers. I ask again, why?
Listen to ANY of Kenny Rogers' songs and you will see what I mean about Rogers always being the hero of the story (yeah, right) of his songs. And why didn't Rogers stay with pop music when his First Edition band bent broke? Oh no, he, being the opportunist, jumped to Country Music and teamed with the now late Dottie West as to get a foothold on the music scene. I happened to have the misfortune of seeing West and Rogers in concert at the Von Braun Civic Center, Huntsville, Alabma in the mid-70s and folks, it was a one-man circus--Rogers acting like "he" was the star of the concert and gave Dottie West, a much-more talented singer, the backseat. Yeah, that was great fun seeing an overweight man in a too-tight three piece suit guzzling air and struggling to be that young Rogers again. Sorry, Ken. There isn't a Fountain of Youth..not even in Dole Pineapple, the company that you garnered millions to be their spokesperson. Remember that?
Now it's time to briefly inspect Conway "love god" Twitty's songs. I would talk about his movie career, but I cannot find any. That's a shame (Jerry Seinfeld). Notice in every song that Twitty ever released. He was either "the" all-night love god, the man among men, or the cheating married man who convinced his poor, gullible wife to take him back and in this song I note that one ridiculous lyric, "Honeeee, that whooman, didn't meeen a thang to me," now can you get more redneck and still be a hero in song? Twitty did. "Tight Fitting Jeans" was probably the MOST assinine song ever released in the Country or Pop market. In the song, Twitty, of course, unable to sing or write in the second person, had himself being the object of a lonesome, wealthy, married woman, who accidentally came into the bar where Conway's super-lover character just happened to be there with his beer buddies. And lo and behold, right away, not after an introduction, (talk about smoke and mirrors and saying good bye to honesty), she falls for this love master and he invites her to have a beer and in the lyric, "I know you'a used to havin champagne, but kan I buy yew a beeah" Fairytale. And Id be pulling for the wicked giant if Conway had ever ventured into children's books.
And one more thing about Conway Twitty, aside from the point that he 'never' was the losing character of his songs. Just like Rogers, two of a kind. Why didn't these two singers ever realize that in real life, men and women leave each other? Marriages end. And the men are NOT always the ones who come out smelling like a Budweiser. These two, Rogers and Twitty, chose to hide behind the gullibility of the American record consumer. Nobody, and that was middle-aged women who saw their husbands, although they worked like dogs, wasn't the man for these middle-aged women. Every woman between 24 and 44, worshipped Twitty and Rogers. And to this day, I wonder about Twitty's non-realistic characters in his songs and his inability to correctly say the words: Here, Heart, and There. It was so annoying to hear him say, Heeah, for here; Hott, for heart; and Theah, for there. Guess it sounded smooth and sultry to his middle-aged women audiences with husbands who worked like dogs, right? I am left to only assume that this was why Twitty never wrote himself as a real man.
Now the same can be said for TG Shepherd. Never lost in a song. Never. Always the cowboy on a white horse that rode into the sunset after ravishingn all the women, married and single, in a particular town. Sickening. I cannot say with a clear conscience that real life is fun all the time. It's not. There is sickness, disease, war, rape, drugs, killer storms, and other things that sometimes overshadow the rose colored glasses we all love to wear, but in Shepherd's songs, just like Rogers and Twitty, Shepherd was the hero. Everytime.
Take his song, "War Is Hell on The Homefront Too," where Shepherd sings as the young boy who a very attractive and amarous married woman, who's husband was off in the war fighting for the country, (nice patriotic touch, TG), fell head over heels for and took him to bed to teach him about "life" and why didn't Shepherd just say SEX? No, too mild for American audiences, but Shepherd always won the woman and ohh yeah, "Do You Want to Go To Heaven" another self-important effort by Shepherd where he was about to be baptised somewhere in a country stream, saw a Betsy Lou Lou and his body began to ache for her and suddenly, no baptism. Duhhh! But Shepherd came out the winner. Again. And always. Again, I challenge you to listen to as many TG Shepherd songs as you can get your hands on and see if I'm right.
I guess what I want to say, "I'm weary of these singers, and there are more on televison and screen, who, for some magic reason, NEVER die and ALWAYS win." That reason along is why I NEVER BOUGHT ANY Kenny Rogers, Conway Twitty, or TG Shepherd records, tapes, or CD's and don't plan on it in the future. And the same reason applies to all of Will Smith's movies. I don't own ANY of his blockbuster hits. And never will. In fact, when one of Smith's "Me Important" movies just happen to come on my television, I switch to the weather or EWTN, Eternal Word Television Network in Irondale, Alabama. This network is owned and operated by The Catholic Church. I get to see and learn about how to cope with egomanical enterainers and live a somewhat quiet life.
I'm finished. May you have a great day. I leave you, the truly important people, THE READERS, with one word: PEACE.