Tuning in to the Charlie Sheen Show

I really don’t want to add fuel to the fire of this latest celebrity meltdown, but ... the other day a good friend of mine stated that she thought Charlie Sheen is simply acting—and that the media—and all of us who watch it—are taking the bait hook, line and sinker.

I couldn’t help but think, maybe this is true.

After all, Charlie Sheen is an actor—it’s part of his psyche—it’s in his blood and his blood line. Yes, a growing part of me thinks that we’re all getting “punk’d” —that this a massive social networking experiment to prove what we already know about ourselves but will never admit to: That 99% of the time we’ll slow down to rubber-neck at a bad car accident—then drive on and hope that someone else calls the police.

“Winning” at “Loosing”

The other half of me is horrified at the obvious decline of someone who is in need of some big-time help. Where is the man’s family? If I were his mother, sister, aunt, ex-wife or even distant cousin, I’d be horrified and ready with the straight jacket and a one-way ticket to a lock down rehab regardless of whether he thought of himself as a “winner” or not.

Or would I?

I watch shows like A&E’s “Intervention” and cringe as these ordinary families go through the hell of a family member’s addiction, then sit down and beg for them to get help—even when the help is free. There I am—glued to the T.V. watching someone else’s problems—serious problems I frankly wouldn’t trade for one day of f Charlie Sheen’s Two and a Half Men salary.

But the question still remains:

Why do I come back week after week to watch?

Is this my own version of a really bad car wreck?

A prime example of hoping someone else calls the cops?

Celebrity Docu-Dramas Gone Bad

I don't have to state the obvious here, but I will: It’s been a bad week for celebrities. First this Charlie Sheen show, then Mike Star the former bassist for Alice in Chains is found dead from an apparent drug over-dose, and now I come to find out that Demi Lovato was just released from rehab and that she is rebounding from one of the “darkest periods of her life.”

O-M-G!

Wait a second, who the hell is Demi Lovato?

There I am—glued to the latest entertainment headlines for any up-to-the-second update on whatever manic malcontent unfolding in Hollywood, only to find out that I have missed Demi Lovato’s talent all of these years!

(Ok, I use the word “talent” loosely here—and when I refer to “years” —I really mean “minutes” because this Disney Darling looks like she’s only about ten.)

Time to Tune Out?

I’m starting to think it’s time for me to just tune out. You know—turn off twitter, log out of Facebook and power down the laptop. Frankly, I’m starting to think that it’s time for me to get a life—-me and the more than 2 million fans following Charlie Sheen on Twitter.