Posted by kazoo on September 29, 2001, at 0:31:09
In reply to Re: Elvis Presleys Depression, posted by gracie2 on September 27, 2001, at 1:03:05
> Elvis did not intentionally kill himself. Why would someone contemplating suicide go to the dentist? This is the action of a person who plans to be around for awhile.
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Gracie, my dear ...
Oh, how I admire your innocence and naiveté re. Mr. Presley.
FYI, Mr. Presley's dentist(s) were the biggest pill pushers on the planet (in addition to that other carnivorous annelid worm of a doctor he had in Memphis who traveled with him). He feigned dental pain and problems to get DILAUDID which is synthetic heroin used for excruciating pain (as in cancer). Besides, his teeth were capped. How many times does one cap their teeth? (Any dentists here?)
> Elvis died due to polypharmacy. He had a number of drugs in his system, none of which, by itself, would have been fatal.
> aspiration, and death.^^^^^^^^^^
The autopsy revealed he had 16 different kinds of drugs in his system, most of which were at lethal doses.Okay, enough of this ridiculous glossing over re. Elvis's death. According to Albert Goldman (and a slew of medical people who researched extensively into his death), Elvis died because he couldn't take a crap, plain and simple! He "ate" narcotics like a kid eats M&Ms. One of the biggest problems with narcotic drug addicts is constipation, terrible constipation, to the point of impaction. Toward the end of his life, his leeching body guards would have to pick up this big fat slob and plop him on the bidet because he was too bloated to get out of bed by himself. Personal, reliable sources close to Elvis reported that he would stay in the bathroom for hours trying to evacuate cement (his stupid, fatty, fast-food diet didn't help the condtion).
Now try to picture this: here is this blimp, on the toilet, trying to eliminate several pounds of pre-stressed cement, pushing with all his might ... as it is said "Something's got to give," and something did, probably puncturing an intestine or the colon ... the blimp, feeling the pain, tries to fly but lead balloons don't ... and the "King of Conspicuous Consumption and Excesses," like Lupe Valez in the 1940s, dies ignobly in the crapper from massive internal bleeding, trauma, or what-have-you when your guts give way. (Surprise! Surprise!)
How quaint.
How not original.
How stupid!
The common explanations for his death:
Drug overdose?
Heart attack?
Kidney failure?
Respiratory problems?
Liver problems?
Ectera ...
Ectera ...
Ectera ...
Yeah, right, sure, next and pigs can fly, too.The moral of the Elvis story is this (PAY ATTENTION!): never under estimate the need for fruits and veggies in a balanced diet, and the need to move your bowels daily.
ExLax, anyone?
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REFERENCES:"ELVIS," Albert Goldman, Viking Penguin, (c)1981, ISBN: 0140059652
"ELVIS: The last Twenty-Four Hours," Albert Goldman, (c)1991, ISBN: 0312925417, BINC: 4846960
Both are available as paperbacks.
Try here: http://www.harvestbooks.com for second hand copies.I recommend both books.
(i iz ah litterate) kazoo
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