Your Tax Dollars At Work
Thursday, January 31, 2008 at 08:40amI’ve been avoiding blogging about the whole Britney mess, because that’s what it is, a MESS, and it’s sad and tragic and yadda yadda. But I’m reading this story about how she was once again hospitalized last night, and I come across this little piece of info: “[the] plan to hospitalize Spears…was so intricate that the Federal Aviation Administration had to be contacted to clear airspace on the route to the hospital.”
Are you kidding me? So next time I have a nervous breakdown, can I expect the same treatment? Is the way we treat celebrities not just A WEE BIT OUT OF CONTROL? Ugh.



ali on Thursday, January 31, 2008 at 9:26 am
so what i got from that article is that if i am a threat to myself and to others, i can have the fireman delivered to my door? for reals? b/c up until now, i’ve been starting fires to get them to come over….i’ll just threaten myself. it’s much easier clean up.
*sigh*
freakgirl on Thursday, January 31, 2008 at 9:37 am
Could you imagine being her neighbor? My god.
http://tinyurl.com/2pb6mh
Michael on Thursday, January 31, 2008 at 9:52 am
“I get my baseball bat, which is what you always get in every film – I actually think Clive Owen said, ‘Get a baseball bat’ – and I called up my assistant, who I thought was in the guest house, and I said, ‘Are you OK?’
God, I love that dude.
Jill on Thursday, January 31, 2008 at 11:29 am
Wow, is she working her way up to some sort of Marilyn Monroe/Elvis/Princess Grace/Princess Di/Anna Nicole Smith exit??
freakgirl on Thursday, January 31, 2008 at 11:59 am
Ugh. She is no princess. Although have you noticed she’s been speaking in a faux British accent recently? Poor girl.
oolookitty on Thursday, January 31, 2008 at 12:07 pm
Just to be contrary, I will argue that most of us do not have to make our way to the hospital through jammed streets full of insane paparazzi who would probably gleefully slam their cars into the ambulance if they thought they could get a good shot out of it. That being said, I will concede that the whole thing is insane and ridiculous.
Maggie on Thursday, January 31, 2008 at 12:11 pm
I just do not understand what happened to this girl. What happened to her? I wish she would take her scads of money and buy herself some decent treatment.
sandra on Thursday, January 31, 2008 at 12:28 pm
Why Princess Grace? Didn’t she die in a car crash (with perhaps her daughter Stephanie at the wheel)? Did she have big drinking issues or something? Or is it another Princess Grace?
freakgirl on Thursday, January 31, 2008 at 12:32 pm
I don’t understand how the paps don’t get arrested for disturbing the peace and causing dangerous situations.
They are (invited by Britney, unfortunately) witnesses to her eventual demise and I hope they spend the rest of their lives with her breakdown/death on their consciences. Especially that Adnan one. I hope his cock falls off.
jon on Thursday, January 31, 2008 at 1:47 pm
She is a national treasure. “Leave Britney alone.”
freakgirl on Thursday, January 31, 2008 at 2:12 pm
ken on Thursday, January 31, 2008 at 3:29 pm
Actually, calling the FAA for a TFR (Temporary Flight Restriction) is not a big deal, it happens all the time and it is literally one phone call to people who are already doing their jobs. And oolookitty, is right the logistics of getting Britney ANYWHERE via ground transportation is maddening.
That said, this whole MESS is reaching the tragic stage.
freakgirl on Thursday, January 31, 2008 at 3:30 pm
REACHING?
Soosan on Thursday, January 31, 2008 at 3:49 pm
Yeah, it’s way past tragic now, and downright depressing. I hope she gets the help she needs, and most of all, gets rid of the people in her life that don’t have her best interests in mind.
I don’t consider having a week of “exclusive” interviews about your personal relationship a sign of a healthy relationship. I also hope adnan’s wee willy winkee falls off .
Hugh on Thursday, January 31, 2008 at 5:11 pm
Oh like the FAA wouldn’t clear airspace for Freakgirl.
Bitches, please.
freakgirl on Thursday, January 31, 2008 at 5:41 pm