Star in the mad cow disease

People, times completely honestly! One does not have to like Yoko Ono, but: How many curses, defamations and Hasstiraden are over this woman come down! Of Beatles fans, that make it responsible until today for the fact that John Boy Lennon did not want to play no more with Paule because of the bad aunt Yoko. Or of people, which can suffer in principle no small Japanese, the unstable, zynische and coke-end peace heroes rumkommandieren and its piepsiges Gekrei also still art call. After I never knew, to which above mentioned sort I want to belong, because me both is rather embarrassing, had I yesterday decided to always close Yoko into my heart! Why?

Therefore: Yoko Ono does not want to drive a Öko car like Brad Pitt or Leo DiCaprio. Their Bentley is many more comfortably and so long it no hybrid car of Bentley gives, would not come it as a cookie box as the Prius not into the house! Bravo, the woman has Cojones! That has nevertheless genuinly more class than a Andrea Corr, which jammert over it how bad it is, to be famous. Sag' nevertheless times the hordes/hurdles of brain-dead, which apply straight again with DSDS! Dear Mrs. Corr, Sie do not want to be famous any longer? Completely simply: No more CD and no appearances make, then with the fame faster settled oneself, than likes to you.