I’m sure that many of us thought that long after we all turned to dust, Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg would still be kicking ass, taking names, and lifting two times more weight than I’m able to lift. But in more horrible FUCK 2020 news that there are no words for, we have lost The Notorious RBG. She was 87.
This horrible and shocking news made my heart hit the floor. 2020 continues to be every fucking kind of awful, because Chadwick Boseman, star of Black Panther, has died from colon cancer. Chadwick was the very, very young age of 43.
Sarah Harding made a depressing revelation on her Instagram today by announcing that she was diagnosed with breast cancer a few months ago, and in even more depressing news, she found out a couple of weeks ago that the cancer has spread to other parts of her body. Fucking cancer–you sonofamonster! If cancer was a person they’d be less likable than Piers Morgan.
In early 2019, Canuck quiz show icon Alex Trebek announced he was diagnosed with Stage 4 pancreatic cancer, and the prognosis wasn’t good. The world wept, including my momma. Alex and Robert Redford are tied for her #1. Since then, Alex has battled excruciating physical pain and depression. After doctors told Alex the cancer was “near remission”, it came back last fall with a vengeance, and he was forced to undergo more chemotherapy.
Now, in an interview with The New York Times to discuss his new memoir, The Answer Is… Reflections on My Life (move over, Mimi!), Alex has revealed that his prognosis has worsened, and, if his current course of treatment fails, he plans to stop treatment altogether. NO, 2020. BAD 2020! STOP, 2020! Continue reading
This is an entirely too sad way to kick off a Monday. And I’m sure I’m not the only one who did a double-take on this news, to make sure my eyes were reading the right name. People magazine is reporting this morning that Kelly Preston died yesterday at the age of 57, after a private two-year battle against breast cancer.
One of the hardest punches to the soul in 2015, for me, was finding out that my tweenhood idol Brenda Walsh had to take on the smegma-covered demon that is cancer. Shannen Doherty was diagnosed with breast cancer in 2015, and she shanked, slapped, kicked, throat-punched, and elbow’d that ugly piece of trash until it screamed for its mommy and joined The Don’t Fuck With Brenda Walsh Club (Kelly Taylor is president). Shannen delivered some good news in 2017 by announcing that the cancer had gone into remission. But because 2020 has to keep showing past years that it can be even worse by saying, “Hold my beer cup of human fetus blood which fuels the evil in me even more,” Shannen says that the cancer came back. And it’s stage 4.