Brittney mania... ugh!

Okay, so I am going to break out of my typical complain-about-my-day and here's-my-latest-greatest-scrapbook-page posts to venture into the Britney Spears discussion. Apparently she was taken out of her house on a stretcher after she failed to deliver the kids to K's bodyguard. I don't know the details, and I don't care to know them. That is the point of this post! I saw a thread on a message board over at DigiShopTalk, a digiscrap site about what was going on. One of the posters linked to a blog called Dad Gone Mad. Apparently his posts are normally pretty crude, but this one was pretty good. *I do not advocate reading the rest of his blog posts*

Toxic

I’m sitting here this morning wondering when our senses of compassion and respect deteriorated to this point.

When did we become so callous and heartless that we started to view a young mother struggling with a mental illness as entertainment?

When did we stop trying to empathize?

When did we find ourselves so miserable with our own existences that we started to distract ourselves by watching someone else fall apart live on TMZ?

I hear the feeble attempts at logic.

When she decided to become an entertainer, she gave up her right to privacy.

Oh, I see. So because she's makes her living in a spotlight, she can never leave it. Even when that light irrefutably reveals that she's unwell, that she needs help, that the decent and humane thing to do would be to turn the light off and leave her alone, we refuse.

And let's not stop at simply broadcasting her breakdown; let's taunt her on her way down. Let's call her "Unfitney" and repost pictures of her crotch and act as though we have been personally effected by someone else's breakdown.

If it bleeds, it leads.

Better her than me.

I’m sitting here this morning wondering if anyone else sees more than one tragedy here.

I completely agree with him. I could not care any less about Brittany that I already do. However, I do have concerns for her children. Just the same as I would have concerns over any child in that kind of setting. Most people keep saying that they think they'll be okay, eventually, because they are so young. Exactly my point! They are so young! The first few years in a child's life are CRUCIAL to developing a healthy attachment. If their mom is never around or is always depressed or doped up, who are they developing an attachment to? Is K-Fed a good enough dad to give them what they need? Or maybe the kids will develop an attachment to their maternal grandmother. Now that would be something! She has already completely screwed up two kids... let's give her two more! My heart breaks for these children! Do you know what happens to children who don't have a healthy attachment? They develop things like Defiance Disorder and Failure to Thrive Syndrome. They become rapists and serial killers and have no conscience. I am not saying that this is going to happen to Brittany's kids. I sincerely hope that she can pull herself together and become a good mother to her two little ones before it is too late. It just scares me because it could happen. Any thoughts?