A Comic Tale about the media lying on Whitney Houston
Copyright © 2012 by Gail Nobles
Whitney Houston was outside looking at her neighbor next door one day in Beverly Hills, California. Her neighbor lived in the neighborhood long before she did and never spoke to Whitney.
Whitney: What have I done to make my neighbor dislike me? Whenever I wave my hand, she looks as if she doesn’t see me, and I know she see me. She looks right at me.
(Whitney decided to make her neighbor speak). Hey! Mrs. Newby! I said Hey, Mrs. Newby! How are you doing! (Whitney was waving her hands in the air getting her neighbor’s attention).
Mrs. Newby didn’t like to be embarrassed, and she did not want the world to think bad of her for not speaking. She saw camera men snapping pictures of her and Whitney, but Whitney did not see. Mrs. Newby waved her hand at Whitney and quickly went inside, and she shut her door.
Whitney turned and saw camera men from a long distance snapping pictures. Whitney went inside her house thinking about her hidden camera outdoors.
Whitney: Humph! I take pictures too.
The next day, Whitney walked into a grocery store and saw news that they had written about her in a newspaper called Star Struck. She was on the front cover. The paper had said that Whitney was avoiding her neighbors and causing trouble in her neighborhood.
Whitney: Alright! I have had enough! (Whitney sued Star Struck newspaper, and all of the magazines and newspapers that wrote the same story after that newspaper. She won the case and had proof from her hidden camera that Star Struck had written a lie about her and her neighbor. The Star Struck tabloid of Whitney and her video was used in a television commercial for lawyers.
It took a while, but Mrs. Newby had seen the television commercial how the media had lied on Whitney. She saw herself on Whitney’s video tape. Mrs. Newby gave Whitney a call after the case was over.
Mrs. Newby: I never spoke to you and treated you like a neighbor. I thought you were trouble because of the media lies. They led me to believe false things about you, and it stopped me from treating you like a neighbor. Forgive me.
Whitney: I forgive you. Thanks for helping me sue.
Mrs. Newby: Thanks for sharing the cash.
Television in Mrs. Newby‘s house: If you are a celebrity being lied on by the media or a common person that has been framed, just call 1-800 media lies and help…..
Whitney Houston gained more respect as a celebrity, and she made more celebrity friends. Fans began to notice Whitney even more. They had 1-800 media lies and help bumper stickers and T-shirts with Whitney’s face as the logo. Whitney was famous again because of her commercial for lawyers. Everybody was calling the 1-800 number.
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Saturday, July 28, 2012
Monday, July 2, 2012
Comic Tale _The Camera Men
Like other Hollywood Stars, Whitney Houston was always followed by cameras. You could tell that it got on her nerves. Whitney had a lot going on in her life. Her life was a part of the cameras. Comic Tale: ....
Whitney: Who's banging on my door this time of night! I can't get no rest! Thought I could sit down in peace. (Whitney sees two camera men waiting outside of her door and taking pictures of things). I'm not opening no door. I don't care if they hear me, and I don't care if they see me. (Whitney catches a chill and goes towards her side window that was opened where the camera men couldn't see her. She knew that if she slammed down her window, the sound would travel around to her front door and sound like a gun). BAM! (Whitney heard fast footsteps running from her front door. She opened her front door holding a water gun. It looked like a real one in the dark to the eyes of the camera men. They raced off in their car. Whitney closes the door with a smirk on her face).
Whitney: Tomorrow, I'll be in the tabloids that I shot two camera men. I'll probably be on television too as sure as my nickname is Nippy. It's chilly downstairs. I'm going upstairs. I'm tired. Got to hit the sack and face another busy day tomorrow. People just don't know what I go through.
Note: I like to think of Whitney Houston as only sleeping. Rest in Peace Whitney. I love you.
Copyright © 2012 Gail Nobles
Luke 8:52 And all wept, and bewailed her: but he said, Weep not; she is not dead, but sleeps.
Whitney: Who's banging on my door this time of night! I can't get no rest! Thought I could sit down in peace. (Whitney sees two camera men waiting outside of her door and taking pictures of things). I'm not opening no door. I don't care if they hear me, and I don't care if they see me. (Whitney catches a chill and goes towards her side window that was opened where the camera men couldn't see her. She knew that if she slammed down her window, the sound would travel around to her front door and sound like a gun). BAM! (Whitney heard fast footsteps running from her front door. She opened her front door holding a water gun. It looked like a real one in the dark to the eyes of the camera men. They raced off in their car. Whitney closes the door with a smirk on her face).
Whitney: Tomorrow, I'll be in the tabloids that I shot two camera men. I'll probably be on television too as sure as my nickname is Nippy. It's chilly downstairs. I'm going upstairs. I'm tired. Got to hit the sack and face another busy day tomorrow. People just don't know what I go through.
Note: I like to think of Whitney Houston as only sleeping. Rest in Peace Whitney. I love you.
Copyright © 2012 Gail Nobles
Luke 8:52 And all wept, and bewailed her: but he said, Weep not; she is not dead, but sleeps.
Friday, June 29, 2012
A Comic Story about the Media and Whitney Houston
It is said that Whitney was always upset with the tabloids. Fans that have not met Whitney Houston would have been able to see on the other side if they had. We only get to see what television and radio and newspapers have said about her. I can see me now if I had known Whitney.....
Live Hollywood Media (Television): Today, at this very moment, we see Whitney Houston on the beach with her new boyfriend. Who is this guy and what does he do? They say he's very protective and is a billionaire.
I begin to call Whitney Houston up on the phone just to see exactly where Whitney is. Whitney answers her phone: Hello!
Gail: Hey Whitney! Where you at? You at the beach? (Hearing Whitney frying something in a frying pan).
Whitney: No, Girl! I'm home cooking breakfast watching Young and the Heartless.
Gail: They got you on TV and talking about you at the beach with a new boyfriend that is a billionaire.
Whitney: Girl, that ain't me. What you watching? What channel?
Gail: It's something called Live Hollywood Media on channel 2.
(Whitney Turns to the channel) Whitney: Girl, I wish that was me with him.
Gail: Sure do look like you on the side of the face with that big hat.
Whitney: Ain't me. And since that program is suppose to be live, why come I ain't talking to you on the phone on TV? You always watching some mess. Turn from there. See, that's how lies get out.
© 2012 Gail Nobles
Live Hollywood Media (Television): Today, at this very moment, we see Whitney Houston on the beach with her new boyfriend. Who is this guy and what does he do? They say he's very protective and is a billionaire.
I begin to call Whitney Houston up on the phone just to see exactly where Whitney is. Whitney answers her phone: Hello!
Gail: Hey Whitney! Where you at? You at the beach? (Hearing Whitney frying something in a frying pan).
Whitney: No, Girl! I'm home cooking breakfast watching Young and the Heartless.
Gail: They got you on TV and talking about you at the beach with a new boyfriend that is a billionaire.
Whitney: Girl, that ain't me. What you watching? What channel?
Gail: It's something called Live Hollywood Media on channel 2.
(Whitney Turns to the channel) Whitney: Girl, I wish that was me with him.
Gail: Sure do look like you on the side of the face with that big hat.
Whitney: Ain't me. And since that program is suppose to be live, why come I ain't talking to you on the phone on TV? You always watching some mess. Turn from there. See, that's how lies get out.
© 2012 Gail Nobles
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