Wow! I always find it hard to believe random celeb relatives when they're out gossiping about their famous relative, but something always seemed a little "off" to me about William Shatner's wife's drowning. This is a crazy allegation - but he's so odd. Hmmmmm.
According to The Globe, Boston Legal star William Shatner will not be happy to learn that his deceased wife Nerine's brother is writing a tell-all book about his sister's mysterious death in 1999, and he's calling Shatner a liar. William Shatner's wife Nerine was an alcoholic who was in and out of rehab, and her AA sponsor had warned Bill never to leave her alone. Shatner left her with a housekeeper one day and returned to find her on the bottom of their pool. He called 911 instead of diving in to pull her out. The brother claims that Shatner didn't jump in the pool because he was wearing a new $25,000 toupee and didn't want to ruin it! The former brother.-in-law insists "The normal reaction is to pull the person out of the pool and start CPR." He's got a point there.
(Source: Janet Charlton's Hollywood)
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Shatner's Toupee To Blame?
Posted by Unknown at 8:15 AM
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He is so weird! WTF is wrong with him? That does sound fishy that he wouldn't try to save his wife. Freak!
He was probably just in shock. From what I've read before, she was already dead when he came upon her.
He came upon her? I don't like the sound of that, at all!
Shatner's hair is amphibious. Watch the end of Star Trek IV.
He said he knew it was too late to save his wife because the water she was in was completely still and somehow his mind processed that immediately.
Shatner's Toupee has more mystique and awe around it than Count St. Germaine, or the Holy Grail. There are Star Trek disciples (to give them their proper categorisation) who speculate endlessly about Shatner's hair in heated debate. Arguments erupt over whether Shatner had a full on rug by season two of the series, or whether his apparently hirsute crown was the result of an artfully contrived comb-over. New evidence surfaces periodically as devoted Star Trek fans tend to be obsessive enough to seek out those production room cuttings the studio decided to edit, the suspicion being that they had something to hide. They have investigated Shatner's family tree for signs of male pattern baldness, theorised on the probable rate of hair loss from beginning to end of the show, and raided the trashcans of wig suppliers looking for recipts with Shatner's name on them. Nothing is beyond the dedicated Shatner worshipper, and one of his hairpieces would be a trophy they covet for their shrine in the same way the Russian Orthodox church has it's icons. The truth of course, is shrouded in mist, because Shatner himself zealously guards whatever secrets his tonsorial tabernacle conceals. Epistemologically speaking, Shatner's Toupe generates a mythos that self perpetuates it's legend. It's the kind of synthesis crackpot inventors in garden sheds and scientists in nuclear facilities have been trying to master so mankind can have free energy. Shatner is far too unfathomable and impossible to decode as a human character, in any meaningful way. The man speaks in a riddled elocution peculiarly his own, that consists of a stream of consciousness doggerel of the kind only Star Trek fans (or acid crazed Beatniks) claim to comprehend. In that verbal cryptic of impossible nonsense there is no sanity to analyse, so any serious minded detective on the trail of the truth of the Toupee is faced with a task Hercules would baulk at. Impaling yourself on Shatner's vernacular in an attempt to find answers would be as revealing as a book of Dadaist poetry to Ted Nugent. Thus we can only guess at the truth of his wife's death, and the motives Shatner may have had to let her die, or even kill her. Psychologically, years of wearing a toupee that becomes known as The Toupee on account of it's fame must have some effect on a man. Did that cause in him a mental block in the primeval "flee or fight" limbic system of his ludicrous brain, preventing him jumping into that swimming pool to save her in case he got "his" hair wet? It's tempting in the want of any other explantion to assume an elegant logical soloution like this to the conundrum of Shatner's wife's death. The Toupee and Shatner are inseperable. Not one genuine image of Shatner without it exists. He'd known The Toupee longer than his wife. All this leads to the unpalatable and starkly bald conclusion that Shatner was hostage to his hairpiece on that fateful night.
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