This morning the NY Post asks the question that I immediately asked following the sudden death of Anna Nicole Smith:
Here is my theory. Howard K. Stern, the lawyer turned boyfriend turned baby-daddy for Smith, slipped her son Daniel a mickey that killed him. Her new baby was born—whose paternity is being challenged and Stern has so far refused a paternity test—then he edged in and offed Smith as well. Now whether he is the true father or not, he is likely left as the executor of the estate, so when the baby comes into the late billionaire husband of Smith’s fortune, he’s going to get his hands on a chunk of it. Causing Smith or one of her offspring to overdose is the perfect crime, because, let’s face the facts, it’s not a big shocker that she was full of pills most of the time. And I’m not talking about Trimspa. He’s creeped me out since her reality show first aired and has seemed to be after those coins this whole time. This is only speculation, and maybe disrespectful so early after her death, but I’m just keeping it real.
I really did like Anna Nicole Smith. She was a train-wreck, yes, but I have a thing for train wrecks, perhaps because I’ve been known to wreck a metaphorical train or two myself. She went from humble roots—to say the least—to fame and fortune based on bombshell good looks and the good luck to meet an elderly billionaire in a wheelchair, which gave her the resources to pursue modeling, at which she succeeded as the Playmate of the Year and the Guess girl. I ain’t mad at her for it, and J. Howard Marshall probably wasn’t either—though he stiffed her in the will she made sure to get him on tape saying he was going to leave her the farm when he bought the farm.
After he died—or was fucked to death, as I like to think—she became something of a speech slurring, stumbling, confused novelty and famous for being, as her reality-show theme song states, “so outrageous”. The fact that several of her relatives have poor quality tattoos of her on their backs—at her insistence, it’s told—shows she at least, up until that point, realized who she was as a “name”. But towards the end of her lfie it was more clear than ever how vulnerable she was, how easily taken advantage of, and how...tragic.
While I realize the death of someone like Anna Nicole Smith is ripe with opportunity for joke telling, I also realize that she was a human being and despite her persona she deserves the same respect that every person deserves. On CNN they have the “Anna Nicole Smith Feedback Page” [kind of creepy really] and this one caught my eye.
Paris Penzin of Seffner, Florida
I will remember a grieving mother not allowed to grieve in peace. I am not a fan of any of her stuff or who she was as a celebrity. I am a mom of a teenager and felt for her loss. I was irritated and angry with the media in not leaving her alone in the past 5 months. I will remember a little girl never knowing her mother or brother. Let's hope there are people that will tell the little girl about the REAL mom behind the crap we saw on TV and in magazines. The sad thing is if the media puts out a decent story on her they are hypocrites. She was grand fodder for everyone. Remember she is someone's daughter, sister, niece, mother. Try to be respectful. She died of a broken heart.
That is all.