Charlie Sheen Is CRAY CRAY!

Have you ever wondered what the mental processes of an individual who has done a dinner plate full of cocaine would sound like? If so, well, here you go. This is the now infamous rant that finally pushed Charlie Sheen over the edge and got his ridiculous show Two And A Half Men cancelled. This video is too fascinating for me to add additional commentary too, it's utter absurdity almost has an artistic quality to it. Too bad it's coming from a deeply troubled individual. How crazy would it be if he was really just going super method right now and preparing for the role of his life, where he plays a washed up, drug addict, ex-sitcom actor. That would be brilliant! But no, it's definitely not that, the dude is donezo, out to lunch, good bye good night good luck This is definitely no act. What your about to hear is the best Peruvian cocaine money can buy talking.
There's an obvious lesson to be learned here for young actors...you can shovel mountains of blow up each nostril, openly engage in your addiction to prostitutes, even hold a knife to your wife's throat; but once you go anti-Semite, especially in Hollywood, it's lights out dawg.
It kinda feels bad to make light of this dude's descent into insanity, but once an individual crosses over, and consciously makes the decision to enter the public eye, given what we've seen time and time again, their lives are almost public property and open for ridicule and scrutiny just as much as they are open for praise and recognition. It's as if actors sometimes can't get out of acting mode, and they get locked into this caricature of themselves that starts to take them over. The essence and individuality of who that person was before the money and fame, gets choked out and distorted by this new, manufactured image. The problem is that the real individual never dies, it just gets really sick, and there comes a point when that actor wants to go back to that old person, to be who they once were, but that person just isn't the same anymore. I think most celebrities are in this kind of purgatory, stuck between who the were before the insanity started, and this public persona that they constantly have to attend to in order to remain relevant. That's my theory anyway. It's either that or making millions of dollars a week for a few hours work, while your in the middle of a mid-life crisis, just kinda sends the mind spiraling off in some pretty surreal directions. It's baffling to me that people still want to be famous. How long till Justin Bieber is making us look back at ole' Charlie here, like he was a silly little amateur partyer? It just comes with the territory. Human beings are not wired to be constantly observed, or overly adored, or picked apart. Our ego's are too powerful and too fragile, at the same time ironically, to handle any of that. Why do we insist on holding on to this ridiculous notion of fame anyway? It's obviously a flaw that's still hanging around from our pre-historic days. Why can't we stop diluting ourselves by thinking that just because someone can pretend to be someone else really well, which is all acting is, they are somehow more worthy of a better life, and their chosen path should be emulated? That's such an archaic way of thinking. Our adulation of celebrities usually eventually destroys them. Maybe that's the whole point.
What a life.

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