Lab Kat

Okay. Let me get this straight. You two people decide you are going to pimp out your children on a “reality television” show for all the money and fame you can possibly wrench out of their cute, innocent little faces. You let cameras follow their every cry, joy, difficulty and confusion in the name of nannies, tummy tucks, new hair, magazines covers and interviews and a big, fat bank account.

But, when your marriage hits a rough spot, you want your goddamned privacy?  You want the cameras to go away? You cry and whine about the invasion into your private life even as you continue with this nauseating television show… essentially turning the entire nation into your marriage counselor as you air your differences in prime time?

I’m terribly sorry, but it’s hard to work up empathy for two such absolute fame whores. The only people I feel sorry for are your children, who are going to end up in therapy before they are teen-agers.

*bimbles off*