Still with me? Okay then, don’t say I didn’t warn you. First of all, Roddy McDowall spent a lot of time with his good buddy Elizabeth Taylor. They were childhood Marafiki and remained close for the rest of his life. When Elizabeth got engaged to be married, Roddy McDowall convinced her to let him photograph her nude. AGAINST HER WISHES! What kind of a friend would do that? Was Roddy some kind of a pervert? I know he was gay, but maybe he had a secret crush on her and wanted an excuse to check her out? Who knows…The point is, I think it was a jerk-ass thing to do and it caused me to hate him. Elizabeth Taylor deserved better Marafiki than him. Sure, she was feisty and mischievous herself, but I think she seemed like a nice person.
Another reason I hate him is because he was in upendo with Sal Mineo. At the risk of sounding petty…SAL IS MINE! I am so GLAD those two never dated…I can’t stand the thought of my beautiful Sal being touched kwa that disgusting piece of crap. But wait, it doesn’t stop there. When Sal Mineo was killed in 1976, his boyfriend Courtney Burr called Roddy on the telephone to ask him to come to the funeral. To which, Roddy responded kwa saying, “It’s because of people like wewe that Sal is dead” and then he slammed down the phone. hujambo Roddy, do think Sal would appreciate wewe being rude to his boyfriend? NO wewe PRICK!
In my opinion, Roddy McDowall deserved to suffer that painful death of cancer. I hate him with a passion and always will. He may have seemed friendly in his interviews, but that didn’t change who he was inside…a horrible, despicable, trashy, pathetic excuse of a human being. I can’t even watch his sinema anymore. Just the sight of that creature makes me sick. In fact, the only celebrity worse than him is Justin Bieber. And don’t go telling me what a horrible person I am because this is just my opinion.
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