OCTOBER 9th - Perhaps a Little Less Conversation?



On this day in 1973, Elvis and Priscilla Presley finalized their divorce after six years of marriage. While six years isn’t going to win any longevity records, it’s fairly long by Hollywood standards. I’m sure Britney Spears is actually a bit envious. And while I doubt that Elvis was the best of husbands and the marriage had been rocky more than stable with affairs, rumors of affairs, drugs, rumors of drugs, and rumors of drug affairs, you have to give the King a little credit. Priscilla was the only one with whom he walked down the aisle. He did the whole marriage thing, had Lisa Marie (I wonder what he thought about that really strange time in the world when Lisa Marie and Michael Jackson were married?) and must have come to the decision that wedded bliss was not for him. Then again maybe he just didn’t get married again because his body started failing faster than M. Night Shyamalan's career after The Sixth Sense. I mean Unbreakable and Signs were okay. But what in the twisted tree-hugging fantasy was The Happening? In any case, Elvis was found dead in his bathroom a mere four years after the split from Priscilla. Unless you are one of those people who still think he’s alive and was just tired of being ridiculously famous. Hey, if thinking that Elvis is chilling on some Caribbean island sipping on Mai Tais and dabbling with some buga-suga from time-to-time helps get you through your day--more power to you. Really, I just wanted to point out that no matter The King’s flaws, and I’m sure he had many, he didn’t got the Elizabeth Taylor route and get married once a month. Maybe that’s not high praise. I don’t know. Perhaps I’m dissecting too much. Perhaps I should just put on my blue suede shoes, get out of the heartbreak hotel in the ghetto and have a little less conversation?

This day has been Marked.

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