Friday, January 9, 2009

Knew He Was a Dead Man...Poor Guy

I don't normally care what's going on in celebrity airhead news. But in this case, my attention was drawn.

Apparently Patrick Swayze, who has pancreatic cancer, is in the hospital with pneumonia.

He's suffering from Stage 4 Pancreatic Cancer. And basically, though he denied it initially...I knew he was a dead man the moment as I saw his picture. When the news came out that he had cancer, he denied the severity of it. But when I saw a photo of him, I basically saw my dad in the last stages before he was bedridden and then eventually died. I saw the same face, the same skeletal visage, the same sadness.

After initially denying it, on Barbara Walter's show he admitted he's got about 2 years. I'd be vaguely surprised if he made it that long. Maybe the pharmaceutical companies will eventually allow a cure. Maybe I'll I'll marry Donald Trump next year and thus put into my plans of ruling the world.

Cancer is a dirty, evil, rotten old whore. Won't someone shoot it in the head?

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