She's been everything... a trailer park debutante... lap dancer... trophy wife... fat, doped up object of public fascination/censure on nationally televised display, constantly at odds with her nemesissy Bobby Trendy... drugged out on awards shows... thin again... tragic mother... and now she's gone. And tonight ABC is doing a somberly salacious review of her life. The music and graphics have a funereal sobriety worthy of a respected statesman. The reporting is, perhaps, two steps above "Bat Boy Lives." It would seem that her last months of life were truly horrible. I have no doubt but that she was deeply unhappy. And yet, why our nation is so fixated on her at a time of war is something I refuse to understand.
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