I was at The Grove Farmer’s Market in Los Angeles last Wednesday seated at a covered colorful bistro table in the afternoon amidst all the bustle talking to John Mayer when the urgent news came up that Liam Payne had just fallen in Buenos Aires. It was John’s birthday. I had gone off on my cute, sleek 2010 black Vespa to explore Los Angeles on my own, (he can’t very well go with me without making the news and that is not what is wanted that way for a number of reasons—this isn’t trading on fame, this is lifting things to a whole new level), so I was out to feel it for myself, in Roman Holiday freedom—in the very wild traffic,...
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Liam Payne was very kind to me and I owe him this in speaking out about the all-encompassing, overwhelming pain he was feeling before his passing. Maybe I’m the only one who can speak against the narcissism because I’ve experienced it and watched it happen as a cultural state for a long time. I’ve written a great deal about it, but I never expected it to happen to such a beautiful young soul and for Liam to be vulnerable to getting hurt so badly. Fame, money, and power have seemingly become what is most important in our lives and economy, and not for the better. We have one man down. It's not okay.We have okayed narcissistic abuse to insidiously call...
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