I just saw a very desturbing movie called "Chapter 27" about Mark David Chapman and it was..i can't explain, although it wasn't entirely accurate because it showed, right after he shot Lennon a pulled out his "Catcher in The Rye" book and started reading, but in real life the gun was stille dangiling from his hand and the doorman knocked it out of his hand.
The movie scared me for personal reasons, i'm not at liberty to explain, but for some reason i developed an enquiring mind.
You heard of that old impulse where you pass by a wreck, you just have to find out more. Unfortanatly i had that impulse and i went on YouTube....I REALLY, REALLY WISH I HADN'T!! Some insensitive a$$hole, posted a video of "(Just Like) Starting Over", with 2 pics alternating: 1)That infamous shout of John signing Chapman's autograph, 2) John's autopsy pic from just a few hours later.
It's bad enough having to share a birthday with Chapman, but thos obsessive insecurites they showed him to have reminded me of myself, how i used to be.
That's why i just don't get it. I'm 38, never had a wife or a girlfriend, no woman wanted me, still live at home with my mom, bee diagnosed as having a mild form of autism called "aspergers", does it depress me, yes, but i get used to it. You don't see me blaming Paul McCartney. Seeing someone who appears to be in my shoes doing these things, killing people they hear in music or see in films & TV. Is that supposed to be therepudic?!?
I was 10 years old when that happened, and i was just introduced to The Beatles' music that year. I remember my grandma driving me to school telling me one of the Beatles was shot & killed. I can't really remember my reaction. I was still new to The Beatles.
Anyrate, i felt like i had to share this with yall. I was off the net for a while because me & my mom had a power surge, and she had to replace the Embarq box. It's running smoothly now. I wonder if any of yall wanna visit my MySpace page, just put the name "Derek Bay Roberts" from Texas and you'll find me, i just get so bored here. LATER, GODBLESS!



