Doc’s note to readers: I’ve gotten over Carrie Fisher. We’re all good, I’m back to being the irrational genius master of this blog.
Before Carrie Fisher died. Before Carrie’s mom died. I made a claim that 2016 would finish with a bang. A big celebrity death. I fingered the queen (ew) as my #1 suspect for who that celebrity will be (is that disrespectful to call the queen a celebrity? I care very little about offending the British royalty so its whatever.). Regardless of whether it’s the queen that dies or not, someone BIG is going to kick it in the last few days of the year.
Think of the celebrity deaths in 2016 like a firework show. There have been a shit ton of fireworks throughout the show. Most of them you look at and just say, “ooh”. Every once in a while, one gets fired off that really gets your attention. You probably give that one an “Ahh”. But what happens at the end of every firework show? The finale. When a metric shit ton of huge fireworks are fired off right after one another. My friends, we are in the finale. George Michael, Carrie Fisher, and Debby Reynolds marked the beginning of the finale, but they are not the end. If you are a celebrity in any capacity, I would make sure your affairs are in order because these days could be your last.
I still think that this year is going to claim an absolute icon before it’s through. Someone who will make you say “David Bowe who?” “Carrie Fisher who?”. I’m not backing down from the queen just yet, 2016 has taken a Prince, a Princess, so why not a queen. (capitalizations were intentional, cause fuck the queen.) (Just to make sure I wasn’t in a grey area when it came to offending the royal family)
Strap in and enjoy the shittiest firework show ever.
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