phillip, 46

one need not watch more than a couple of

Phillip Seymour Hoffman’s films,

to know that up until a couple of days ago,

he was the greatest living actor…

or at least one of them…

the top 5,

at least. 

 

and certainly, with his name all over the screens

being pumped into our faces via

the buzz feed,

we can’t but for a moment

forget his name or his face, or

the fact that he was found

supposedly,

with a needle in his arm,

surrounded by bags of

heroin---

as if the idea of a great talent being

addicted to smack,

is something

new. 

 

suddenly local news channels are having

specials on about

drug addiction,

with the idea that his dealer is gonna be found &

all the vultures hovering around the guy’s

apartment in NYC

are foaming at the mouth

for another morsel of

dirt,

to fling like monkeys do shit,

out onto the masses. 

 

anybody remember he has 3 kids? 

anybody wonder what they are going through

with their dad’s face plastered all over the

fucking screens,

over &

over &

over &

over again?

is it THEY who chose to go into acting?

is it THEY who chose to pump smack, etc.?

hmmm.