Haters!

The sight of the world's media hovering around Boy George like starved vultures makes me sick! Mind you, so does the sight of my (very early) childhood idol and first-ever crush bloated and pasty-looking, picking up trash from a fenced-off parking lot in NYC. How the mighty have fallen... Think I might download "Do You Really Want to Hurt Me" this evening for old time's sake - listen to it once - delete it - and never speak of it again.