I've been unable to tear myself away from watching the wreckage as much as anyone else. It's so awful, it's totally fascinating. It's pretty bad when your behavior makes the world think that Kevin Federline would be the best guardian for the kids.
And yet, someone yesterday said something that made me think a little differently: "I bet she has terrible post-partum depression." That pulled me up short. Of course. It could be that it's not depression, but the possibility of this made me have a little more compassion.
Then I got pulled back into the spectacle of it all. It's like the world's best gossip.
But then, this morning I read an article about how she really is a human being who is having a really hard time. And I felt more compassion. And then I watched the video of her being chased by paparazzi, and I saw her tired, sad expression as they hounded her car and pushed the cameras into her face. After the night she had, I can only imagine how that must have felt. I don't blame her at all for snapping. Sure, a lot of it is self-created. But usually, people don't self-destruct like this unless something is very, very wrong.
It's still like watching a soap on fast-forward. I still want to know what happens next. But no matter what's wrong with her (depression, substance abuse, really really bad judgment...), as fascinating as it is to watch someone who seems unreal fall apart, it's kind of crappy and awfully sad.
In the article I read, it said, "It is possible to embarrass someone to death." Being put on parade for having terrible fashion sense is one thing; having the worst time of your life broadcast minute by minute seems like an intolerable hell.
Friday, February 23, 2007
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My friend that I quoted in my post on my blog said something similar - that if anyone else was exhibiting such blatantly self-destructive behaviour people would be concerned, not amused. She said she seriously thinks Britney's headed for a suicide attempt.
I don't know, I do think some of it she brought on herself. And yes, it's terrible to have your lowest low broadcast to the world. But then, if you're a megastar and you go around partying sans underwear, do you really think you can keep that from the public?
The girl needs help.
Totally. My bet is that it's a combination of really bad judgment (you have to *choose* to leave the house in a minidress and no panties), a lot of depression, and a good dose of having too much too soon and completely losing it.
I just think it would be hard to have all your bad judgments broadcast across the world (one might argue that this might make you decide to make better choices, but then, one is not Britney --thankfully!).
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