One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Malibu Beach House

Lockhart here, folks. Today's piece speaks for itself.

http://music.msn.com/news/article.aspx?news=291008&GT1=7702

That said, I'm going to speak for it anyway.

Could this woman get any worse? At this point she's imploding at the rate of a black hole, and just when we, as a people, think that it could not get any worse, it gets worse in some way that nobody imagined.

Or maybe somebody did imagine that she would end up being carted off in an ambulance. It seems plausible. Perhaps she should even be committed, straight-jacketed, and heavily medicated. Certainly Britney is no longer a role model for young girls, not that she was ever a good role model anyway. I can just hear the family discussions now--"Mommy, Daddy, I want to wear revealing clothing, marry a loser, lose my kids, and eventually self-destruct in international media!" One only wonders if her sister will be following the same path. Let us all hope, more for our sanity than anything else, that the answer is no.

Brit-Brit would almost be an entertaining spectacle if she did not reflect so badly on us all. By all appearances, the woman does not even take her own life seriously anymore, and has become the exemplar both for bad parenting and over-indulgence. All she needs to do to cinch her pop-media immortality is to join some kooky doomsday cult. The Cynics' Salon recommends the Church Universal and Triumphant.

I'll leave you with this thought: when even your attorneys refuse to represent you, that should signal that you have a problem.

Cheers,

Lockhart