“Will there be surprises? Will there be guests? Will there be mayhem? Will you ask questions? Will you laugh? Will you scream? Will you know the truth? WILL THERE BE MORE?!?! This IS where you will hear the REAL story from the Warlock. Bring it. I dare you to keep up with me.”
That, my friends, is Charlie Sheen's latest shtick. It seems the out of work, cash poor actor is taking his mania on the road, advertising his “My Violent Torpedo of Truth/Defeat is Not an Option” tour with the foregoing wacky, meaningless words. In our area, Sheen is scheduled to appear in New York and Atlantic City. Though the tickets are hardly cheap, they are selling fast; New York is sold out. When the Charlie Sheen Circus closes, Sheen will reportedly rake in $7 Million dollars, which raises the question: what the heck is wrong with us? Why would people pay hard-earned money to witness a man's mental break-down?
If Sheen is truly in the midst of a mental unraveling, why would anyone want to watch? Is it because the man is a celebrity, and people will do anything to have their lives intersect with stardom? Will the same macabre voyeurism that highlighted trash like MTV's “Jersey Shore” also propel audiences to flock to peek at the crazy man who may be too “out there” now to realize what he is doing? If Mr. Sheen is suffering some sort of psychological break, aren't ticket holders enabling him? Isn't patronizing Sheen's tour akin to handing a drink to an alcoholic? Why encourage the man to deepen his own crisis?
Is Charlie Sheen's mental crisis real, or is he playing us all in order to replenish his bank account? If he is acting (which means he is very, very good), what is entertaining about a foul mouthed, chain smoking, substance abusing man teetering on the edge of sanity? Personally, I see nothing entertaining in the whole affair; however, legitimately disturbed or not, Sheen is savvy enough to capitalize on our society's infatuation with other peoples' lives. Sheen's defenders point out that he is donating $1.00 per ticket sold to the Japanese relief efforts of the American Red Cross. Kudos to Mr. Sheen for that, but surely there are less sly ways to assist the Red Cross. Why doesn't Sheen sell “Winning!” t-shirts and donate all proceeds to the Japanese? Better yet, if the actor truly seeks to put others before himself, why not sell off some of his assets and give the funds to those in desperate need? Potential ticket buyers, refrain from tossing your money Sheen's way; send it instead to the American Red Cross where your hard-earned cash will be put to far better use than helping Charlie Sheen laugh all the way to the bank.
Charlie Sheen is a piece of work. Is he crazy, or is he crazy like a fox?