There used to be a great 50s diner on La Cienega Blvd. called Ed Debevic's that we hung out at. There are other locations, but that one was ours.
One night, I'm waiting to pay & there's Drew.
Now, you have to remember that, in 1990, Drew was 15 years old.
She was the ET darling, but she was wild and struggling in her teens and was working hard to straighten her life out.
She had *just* published "Little Girl Lost," about her journey.
My mama raised me on classic movies, and I was very aware of the fact that I was in the presence of true Hollywood Royalty.
Frankly, she intimidated the shit out of 19-year-old me, but I really wanted to say something to her.
I found my courage and approached her...
I told her I was really proud of her and thanked her for her courage in writing her book. I knew it would inspire and help a lot of young girls.
What she did next has stayed with me for three decades...
This global superstar with pedigree and a ponytail got all teary-eyed with those great big eyes, and said, "Oh, thank you so much for saying that to me! I just walked to the bathroom, and that lady over there said, 'there goes that little drug addict,' so thank you!"
She was so genuine.
She was just a sweet kid trying to figure life out, and she had just gotten her feelings hurt.
And now for the moral of this story...
Never miss a chance to say something kind, from your heart, to someone...
Never assume someone "has it all" or is so together, they don't need to hear it...
In that moment, Drew taught me we can all use some encouragement sometimes.
/end
PS: World's Smallest Ice Cream Sundae and Marilyn Monroe doing the hand-jive on the counter... God, I miss that place.
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@elonmusk I've been on Twitter in one form or another since Demi and Ashton were tweeting each other from the bathroom.
I think the more you can make people like me feel like we are invested in Twitter Blue, the more successful it will be.
It's us versus the advertisers.
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I come from the world of print mags. I know there are 2 main ways to generate revenue: ads and subscribers.
If it is via ads, they will ALWAYS try to dictate content. My mags were casino gaming niche pubs. Trump was one of our main advertisers back in his casino mogul days.
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Let's pretend you've got a global agenda, of... say... 17 goals that you want to achieve by... ohhh... 2030...
And you would make that happen AT ANY COST because you're a psychopath...
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Would you be able to come up with ANY SCENARIO that would better serve you in achieving the first three goals...
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... than this scenario, implemented on a global scale, all at the same time, in a perfectly coordinated execution of the mother of all plans right here?
I'm a GenX Gal, and I was a drama geek in high school, in Orange County, CA.
I remember being chased through the streets by ignorant jocks because I had my openly gay drama friend in the car with me. They'd have beat the shit out of us had they caught us.
That was a reality.
People forget, we fought HARD to do away with LABELS in the 80s.
The Blitz Kids, "fathered" by Bowie, led the charge.
And there was one, united message to the movement:
Don't slap a label on me. Love me or hate me based on who I am, not what I look like or whom I sleep with.