Last night, whilst mindlessly channel surfing, I stumbled upon Oprah. It was the episode with Madonna and the Dixie Chicks which aired last 25th October 2006 in the States, so I apologize that this is not exactly 'news' or current in any way but I feel compelled to mention it. I do not intend to go into a long tirade about either issue discussed on the show, especially since so much has already been said about Madonna's adoption of little David..
anyhow, i'd like to make a point...
It seems to me that there is no way that one can criticise Madonna for wanting to give a home to a child who is likely to die before his fifth birthday. It is simply not possible for her, or any one person, to save all the world's starving and impoverished children. Even if she hadn't donated millions, she is entitled to try to help in whatever way she wants. It is such a shame that the media, derives so much satisfaction and profit from making this genuine act of kindness somehow sullied or cynical. I have also read that people see Madonna's interview with Oprah as unemotional. I completely disagree with this. You would have to be devoid of human empathy to see this woman was trying very hard to speak rationally and calmly about something about which she feels hurt and passionate. I am no major Madonna fan, but I admire her. And even more so now.
Well, i've been listening to Madonna's old songs lately.. and i must say this song is so stuck in my head now...
Madonna
Tell the rain not to drop
Tell the wind not to blow
'Cause you said so, mmm
Tell the sun not to shine
Not to get up this time, no, no
Let it fall by the way
But don't leave me where I lay down
Tell me love isn't true
It's just something that we do
Tell me everything I'm not
But please don't tell me to stop
But don't ever tell me to stop
Tell the leaves not to turn
But don't ever tell me I'll learn, no, no
Take the black off a crow
But don't tell me I have to go
Tell the bed not to lay
Like the open mouth of a grave, yeah
Not to stare up at me
Like a calf down on its knees
Please don't
Please don't
Please don't tell me to stop
Don't you ever
Don't ever tell me to stop
[Tell the rain not to drop]
Tell the bed not to lay
Like a open mouth of a grave, yeah
Not to stare up at me
Like a calf down on its knees
Tell me love isn't true
It's just something that we do
Tell me everything I'm not
But please don't tell me to stop
But don't ever tell me to stop
