Everyday Is Better Than The Next

I came across this article today. It basically tells the story of how the most popular Britney Spears fan Web site WorldOfBritney.com is closing after its owner declared the controversial pop star is “done.”

Although I’m not sure I want to side with a guy who ran the most popular Britney Spears fan site, I couldn’t agree more. I’m glad, and I think it’s time I got a few things off my chest.

First of all we all knew she wouldn’t be a smokin’ hot little 18 year old girl forever. It had to end sooner or later. Manufactured Music (my name for singers/bands/groups that are made by record companies instead of discovered) pretty much have 3 options once they hit the age of around 23.

1. You can get hooked on the blow and spend the rest of your life in trouble and broke.
2. Stick it out to the bitter end of your career until the only gig that wants you is the class of 89 reunion at Marty’s Tavern, and that’s only because Winger missed their flight. If you stick with option 2, you will probalby end up with a dead-beat gold digging husband/wife who uses you for all your money. You eventually come to your senses and realize you married a loser and get a divorce. This leads to you being broke and the laughing stock of the entire country because weeks later your home porn tape that you stupidly made appears on the Internet.
3. This is probably the best option, you can die. Over-dose, spectacular motorcycle accident, sky-diving mishap, whatever. It doesn’t really matter how you die, just as long as you do. Becuase if you don’t get struck down in your prime you will probably end up with option 1 or 2.

So Britney you screwed up and wound up with option 2. There was still hope, but why go and ruin it by digging yourself deeper in the hole by hanging around with Paris Hilton the biggest whore in all of the whole wide world. When you hit rock bottom did you just give up? I can see the thinking process behind this “Well, my life really really sucks. I guess I will go hang out with Paris now.” I do have to give Britney credit for having the balls to try to out-whore Paris. Getting out of a limo, with no underwear on, in front of a arsenal of cameras? Brilliant. I don’t care what everyone else, but Britney you are the #1 whore in my book after that move.

I would guess that probably 45 percent of the men in America would have one of their fingers cut off with a butter knife for the chance to smell the seat you were sitting in 10 minutes ago. For the record, I’m not one of them. But out of that pool, out all the “reasonable guys” that would put up with your fairy tale world bullshit, out of all the people that would be your little side kick, out of all the people you could have picked to keep you from making an ass out of yourself, out of all the people you could have picked — You picked Kevin Federline.

Finally, If you are a celebrity you shouldn’t be allowed to have kids. Because they are going to be the real losers of the whole deal. They will never live a real life, they will always be in the spotlight, they will grow up knowing their mom is a washed up teen idol, and their dad is Kevin Federline. Ouch.

After writing all of this I asked myself why I knew so much about this crap. I mean the only TV shows I watch are Southpark and UFC fighting. I don’t really give a damn if you are a celebrity or not because I believe that people shouldn’t think that anyone is any better than anyone else for any reason. So how do I know so much about Britney Spears and her train wreck career? It’s probably because it’s unavoidable. My wife has magazines laying around the house that give you a cover update. This stuff is all over news sites like Digg, Yahoo, and Google News. What has it come to when the details of a persons life are considered news? But that’s the topic for a post of it’s own.