Welcome to Nowhere

You know she’s getting exactly what she’s after when now she’s got a church pretty much begging for its members to send her love during her supposedly troubled period. Keeping in mind, of course, it’s a troubled period she brought on herself. This is why I have to laugh at churches from time to time–they make her out like some fallen angel, some innocent thing who’s just lost her way. News flash, folks–she was never all that innocent to begin with, nor was she ever that bright to begin with. And now she gets to realize, guess what–people thought you were just another teenaged drama queen in the beginning, and now you’re proving it. Good job, moron of the year.
I gotta have a bit of a laugh at the comparison the priest at this church draws, though.

If she were your next-door neighbor in the same situation without the money and success, wouldn’t you care about her problems? Wouldn’t you pray for her and offer her support and encouragement?

Nope, not really. I wouldn’t offer her or loan her squat, to be blatantly honest–I’d be very likely to either have it not returned or have it completely and totally wasted. I like to think I can get along with just about anyone. But not people who so openly make themselves out to be complete and total idiots, and then still manage to draw people’s pity based solely on the fact they used to be famous and a somewhat not all that horrible singer. I saw it coming, and I can’t say she didn’t deserve it. Hey, maybe next time her and Paris can be cell mates…