It was only a matter of time, really.
Nothing bores me more than celebrity news, except maybe celebrity news repeated ad nauseam about rich and famous idiots who enthusiastically clamor for attention by aggressively making a big, steaming shit heap of their otherwise charmed, perfect lives. Yawn City. I wish I had their problems. But today I read this story about Detroit Radio Station 95.5-FM’s Britney Death Watch Contest, and that really caught my interest. Not only because it is extremely politically incorrect – which I am all about – but because mean-spirited, gonzo parody is the way that all celebrity meltdowns need to be treated. No quarter given.