A little while ago I wrote a post about how George Jefferson had passed on to the great dry cleaner in the sky. I think he fell into a giant washing machine or something like that. It was a sad time for our nation. After months of grieving, I still have a hard time dropping my shirts to be pressed. Many people might not know this, but George was only buried two weeks ago. Apparently there was a fight over his $50,000 estate which included his remains. Yes you read that right, $50,000. His half brother and some lady he lived with were fighting over the body like the $50,000 was inside it like a giant black pinata. Thankfully it has all been settled now, and George has been laid to rest and is finally able to rejoin Weezie in the hereafter.
I'm not trying to be a racist*, but I do wonder, why when a famous black person dies, does their family always fight over the body? James Brown, Michael Jackson, George Jefferson, Larry Hagman, all these famous black people end up sitting in a refrigerator somewhere while their families argue over the corpse. Am I missing something? Toss the body in the closest dumpster and clear out the back account with an ATM card. I mean if it's good enough for my parents it's good enough for Bernie Mac.