Paris is Burning Down the House!

Chapter Two

June 18th, 2026

Regarding Marilyn and Kim, who lasted longer and will have greatest impact? Further, whose societal contribution is bigger? Marilyn got a married president to cheat on a first lady we pretended to love yet all blew more kisses to the whore who tried to wreck her home, honestly. K.K. used her powers to get a sitting POTUS help for an unfairly sentenced woman. Shortly out of prison and home to grandkids and thanking Kim and Unca Donald, Mizz Alice Johnson was. Then, she passed the California BAR while continuing to be a working celeb. Who can be an ass about THAT? Marilyn when taken un-seriously went to acting school but stayed a curvy boobie-blonde unlike peer Shelley Winters who went au naturale, packed on 20, then went character actress. Snagging an Oscar for "The Diary of Anne Frank", she worked into her eighties respectably. Marilyn downed a damning dose as the role she refused to give up with immortality that did her no good, nor us really. Winters was a noted humanitarian, Monroe another iconic sex-toy-diva for us appreciative queers. Whoopty-doo.

     Quoth the '90's, " back to life, back to reality". Celebutante #1, now 45 makes her very young to me at a mortifying almost 57. My friend Laura and I were tickled sick over her grandma calling her daughter and friends, then Paris' 2026 age, "kids". Seems like yesterweek. Before in these parts I've talked about celebrity/humanity lines. Screaming Anne Heche burned to death after a crash and I got sick with grief imagining the scene a news-person related. Before that I loved hating a boy's pretty mother. When I "Pinocchio" some famous personality, I'm relieved that God inside me is still there. Paris, giving me an impetus to write all this is the founder of 11:11 Media Impact. She's lobbied in multiple states to bring stricter oversight to teen residential centers. Stemming from time she did at Provo Canyon School in Utah, maintaining the place confined her while naked in solitary, fed her unknown drugs, beat her, and various other abuses. Backing parents with a spectrum of allegations against Provo, she sounded a "shut it down" rallying cry.

Myself incarcerated, the arrested development scene and progression from mild to severe offender is omnipresent. Check the "Inmate On Life Support After Torture/Assault" blog-before-last. The 20 year old in that scene escalated to a virtual lifer. Some culpability is institutional and I whittled that from lifestyle to news piece to underscore this, transparently as it clearly became necessary.

     Paris claims the behavior leading to her inclusion at that facility came from bad behavior sprung from ADD/ADHD. My stance demonstrates a belief in her story. Paris belonged there, though. I belong here, too. She and I have commonality now, and as I begun people like me adopt celebrities. Our deepest bond is our depths of cloying egomania.

     A blend of pure uncut self-confidence, spotlight addiction, and most importantly elevated cultural bearing. That's key, really, and gave me a spirit sister in Paris. Often I have days of difference. Alienation, isolation, and frustration stemming from lacking likenesses. I said to Rogers, the lady guard from the Hub I have mentioned here I feel worthless when I'm useless. She was going through it, as the role she plays was closed by bad weather leaving her standing without action. For us, and movers like Paris, that's misery made manifest. We wish we could be blissfully brainless like a swollen swath of these folks in either uniform. Composing a grinning goon-squad while people like us grit our teeth against the wind. They're the ones tapping my shoulder to rip out my ear-buds while I'm editing here to ask deep questions like "You gotta Kool-Aid in yo' locka?" literally ten times per session. Then, there are conversations confirming my predestined presence.

     Yesterday before reading on Paris and 11:11 I hobnobbed with a 22 year-old about a promotion controversial across this yard. He recounted a story of the officer involved making an overtly sexualized statement about him which is very serious matters. When he showed visible discomfort and tried to bolt, the offending party pushed him after a confrontation he provoked. Shoving back, the youth was cuffed and taken to the hole. Another guard heard the comment coming to the young fellow's defense. The kid got released uncharged, the second officer's not been seen since, but still I'm understanding not only the brouhaha about the rank but my purpose too.

     Running like a madman through a roomful of humming copiers and printers, my longtime pal Amy complemented me on always being "the worker". Frozen second it was, I felt almost patronized in my hideous dark-blue polyester apron populated with pens, post-its, proportion wheels, and other paraphernalia befitting a "Kinkoid". Stinging truth it's not, but the reality every worthwhile relationship for 45 years came from. Work taught me the world by showing me the globe beyond trade school learning. The people I'm identifying with here have that moxie and motivation. Honestly, a large part of my self-medicating comes from it. Stamina is my favorite drug side-effect. Working is the go-to when the buzz hits, from housework to hours spent reading and researching. My idea of a great day is an accomplished one. Gratefully I'm on the Medicine Assistance Program (MAT) safely administering the daily dose. My ADD/ADHD fixed by the prison system along with the degree I lacked and its purpose.

     My plan through the double-gates was taking care of my late mom, and maybe disability. Simultaneous to losing her I started school and I'm on the road to being an Inmate Educator working with journalism. People with grit, resources, and even egos have places to be. Egos get lots of things done when they're in the proper bodies housed in proper places at the proper times. If Paris isnt 100% altruistic who cares? Scarcely can I think of anybody who is, and I never met Mother Theresa of Calcutta but I bet some other nun thought her to be a "photo-bombing whore" once, anyway.

Clueless I came in, but inside I learned that in the house I victimized a friend in, I was raped most likely at 3 or 4. This, while in immersion of sex offenders, 80% of whom were victimized by relations or family friends. I'm also the first I've heard voice the bizarre "no-incidence" of even the inmates here on robbery being molested as kids. A lock to the noggin helped me relearn repressed trauma, memory, and pain. A career in massage explained me these mechanisms before others have needed to hear for solving their mysteries, too. My being here is no accident. All of us are where God put us.

Keep it up, Paris and Kim. One of the Old Fart Brigadiers has defected to devotee. You kids put stands up on my lawn any time you want.

               - xoxoxo The Bat-Man-agement

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