Janis Joplin is so horrible, I wish she had lived.

I have thought this for a few years, but I suddenly felt like sharing it in blog form.

I hate Janis Joplin so much that I wish she had lived. Why? Because had she lived, she would be known as the washed up hag that she truly deserves to be known as.

Janis Joplin is nothing short of wretched and it is only because she died that she has this "legacy". Any screaming homeless woman off the street could have helped pioneer women’s standing in the rock world had anyone bothered to put one on a stage. A few drug busts and bad albums, probably a disco album in the late 70s and her miserable attempt to keep up with the 80s, would have helped see Janis into the oblivion she deserved to be in. The desire to shield the world from her sperm-gagging vocals would have been overwhelming, and so she would have continued only as a train-wreck and public curiosity.

Think about if Courtney Love died in 1995. She was on top of her game then. She was the grunge widow to be pitied, the mother of Kurt Cobain’s only child and "Live Through This" was generally considered to be awesome. Had she died, no matter how it happened, she would have held this legacy of the grunge queen who was taken from us. A suicide to follow Kurt’s would have sealed her as rock royalty for years to come.

But thankfully, she lived, allowing us to see and remember her as she deserves to be. From grunge widow, she morphed into a glamorous movie star. She fueled the fire that Kurt had written “Live Through This” when “Celebrity Skin” considerably failed to meet expectations and the glory of the former. Then down she went into a drug-addled mess, worse than we had ever seen her. Right when it seemed she was on the rise and leaving her rock roots behind for glamour and mainstream superstardom, (which was all she ever really wanted anyway), she crashed and burned more spectacularly than any detractor could have hoped for, with drug arrests, assault arrests, a tanking solo album and humiliating talk show appearances. (See her 2004 Letterman appearance.)

Courtney in her more glamourous times before the fall.

Courtney fell, and fell hard by living

Courtney's disgraceful appearance on Letterman.

Just looking at the rise and fall of Courtney Love, we can see what might, and should have become of the horrific Janis Joplin. From ‘hero’ to ‘hag’ in five paragraphs.

So, I'm in love with Superman

I recently went to see Superman Returns. I have been a huge fan of the Christopher Reeve Superman movies since I was a wee thing and he was certainly one of my earliest crushes.

I always thought it was Christopher Reeve I was into, and prior to seeing the latest edition with Brandon Routh, I did not think he was particularly attractive. But once the movie got going and they used the exact same theme from the original film, I was back in Metropolis and before long, I realised that it was not Christopher Reeve I had the hots for, but Superman! I suddenly found myself quite taken with the man of steel in the same way, no matter who was playing him.

In a scene where he emerges from the water, I thought he was totally hot and reminded me of how wonderful Superman looks in the 1978 film when in Lex Luthor's pool, weakened by the kryptonite around his neck. *melt*. I love when that suit is a few shades darker from the water. Oh, and it's also dark when he's bad Superman in Superman III. There's something exciting about such a good guy turned badass, drunkard and dirty.

I'm surprised I didn't figure this out sooner since I never really found Christopher Reeve that exciting in anything else I saw him, or even in Superman II after he relinquishes his power. His hair is soft and shaggy and not all slicked back and out of the way for crime fighting or news reporting.

Yep, it's Superman I love.

Oh, and I can't forget that Superman's personality has a lot to with it too. Probably has the most to do with it. He's just such a great guy! He's a total sweetheart, but in no way a pussy. Gosh, it has to be his personality or how else could I be into a man who wears undies over tights?