The King is Dead?

Was kind of a strange night tonight or maybe I was just in a strange place. Did lots of rides which is always nice but I felt kind of off all night. Sometimes, the difference between a weekday and a weekend night in Downtown is distinct and I think tonight was one of those nights. Lots of energies, lots of people, a whole lot of Elvis. I unabashedly admit that Elvis signs my paychecks and I am a big fan of both paychecks and Elvis. He died 35 years this coming Wednesday and people from all over the world come to Memphis in honor of that day. If he really died that day. Not sure if I mentioned this in a previous post, but I had a lady on my carriage the other day who is writing a book about the fact that she doesn't think that Elvis is really dead. She was from Australia and said that the book sold out quickly in the areas she distributed them in. I had a ride a couple of years ago and they were convinced that the whole thing was a conspiracy. After listening to them tell me why for a half hour, I have to say, it made me wonder. Most people who I mention this to, like the lady on my carriage tonight, say, "I always thought that." It feels weird to say something challenging about an iconic figure like Elvis, but it's not blasphemy, it's just a call for truth. If he is dead now, or alive, what are the rights of his fans to know one way or another? It's like celebrities saying that fame is part of the deal you make when you court that kind of success but the question always rises- where does the public thirst for personal knowledge of their idols interfere with a celeb's right to privacy? I have no idea but I do think that if the King didn't actually die 35 years ago next Wednesday, well, it's still a nice excuse to get together and celebrate his life. Until later...