Vertigo or Unpopular-itus?

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Remember how a few weeks ago, Janet Jackson got sick and was rushed to the hospital and then was “fine” but still nobody would say what the hell happened?  Well, someone thinks they know the real scoop.

As reported by Celebitchy via ABC News, ABC Entertainment writer Luchina Fisher is pretty certain Janet Jackson is pulling out of certain concert venues because no one gives a crap about her anymore.

Trying to maintain her “sex-kitten” image at 42 just isn’t working, and unlike Madonna or Tina Turner, Jackson’s songs aren’t maturing with her.  Plus, her newest album, “Discipline”, has sold less than 500,000 copies.

If this is true, we definitely feel bad for Janet.  Nothing is worse than realizing you’re too old for something.  The day we realized swinging on swings made us want to puke from motion sickness rather than scream from childish joy was the saddest day in our lives.

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