I don’t want to be famous. Who would want to be a pretty face with no power.

Mario Lopez is a strange puzzle. A face saying a common statement of truth on a objective opinion and then not having the guts to own that opinion when the Overlords snap the whip in his direction. But, what is the bigger truth to consider?

ML is a rich, pretty face loser ruled by mice in pink suits and big hats. No.

Why did ML think he was free to speak? Did he forgot he had sold himself to the industry of vanity. No.

Why in God’s name does anyone remember this Pretender? ML has a profession of vapor. He’s an old dude still smiling like a fool ready to dance on big daddy Overlord’s lap for a dollar and some cheap dime store coke of fame. No.

Who was the Demon Overlord to greenlight Saved By The Bell the college years. Ugh! somebody get me a map to his cave and nightstick to use on his head.

L. M. Parker