Pardon my absence…

I do have lots to tell but my father has experienced a late complication from last year’s open heart surgery. Hopefully nothing life-threatening. In any case Oscar and I are heading up to Oregon for a quick visit with the folks.

This is kind of last minute so I have lots to do before Thursday. I’ll be back to posting on Monday. Maybe Sunday if I have the energy. I hope you’re all getting your feeds now! Love, Julia

The question is conspicuous by its absence.

Someone needs to ask the question– Why does this keep happening?

Why does great talent keep killing itself with drugs?

Phillip Seymour Hoffman is only the latest.

Is it the kind of person drawn to the performance arts?

Is it the pressure to be loved and admired?

Is it ingrained in the culture of Hollywood?

Is this the very nature of the beast?

Heath Ledger was a terrible waste.  So were Janis Joplin and Jimmy Hendrix and… good god, so many others it’s impossible to name them all.

And we, as a society, mourn the loss of an incredible talent but we don’t do anything to stop it. It’s the same loss over and over and over again.

I think Hollywood needs to take a good hard look in the mirror. Your co-dependence is showing and no amount of botox will fix that.

I am weary of these wonderful talented men and women dying all alone.

(Breaking my self-imposed hunt and peck silence because it’s the least I can do for an actor I admired from the first moment I saw him on the screen.)