Brangelina: Not Your Average Saints

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3 March 2007

The media’s worshipping of Brad and Angelina disgusts me to my very core. After hearing this morning that they’re in the process of adopting yet ANOTHER ethnic child, I am beyond infuriated and can’t believe that people buy into their bullshit.

NEWS FLASH: CHILDREN ARE NOT COLLECTIBLES, ANGELINA. “Collect all thirty-seven!” doesn’t come stamped on the baby-soft butt cheeks of wee ones, and starting a veritable United Nations of ethnicities and creeds under one roof is nothing short of moronic. In addition, her quotes recently to that French mag about how her natural born child is not as love-worthy as her adopted ones because she was born into privilege is vomit-inducing. Your little orphans never experienced pain, dumbass, you swept them out of their terrible situations before they could formulate memories of living in squalor. It’s almost as if she only had Shiloh as a favor to Brad, who, in his American stupidity, wanted a blood child.

Yeah, you’re pretty effing lucky if you’re an abandoned Third World type who gets adopted by an American celebrity. But I’d much rather be adopted by Kevin Federline than by these two lunatics. They aren’t even raising their own children, and their collector’s items are by default destined for rehab and death-by-overdose. Money doesn’t make somebody a good parent, and when you can’t even treat your own flesh and blood with respect, how can we expect you to treat the others with respect? The whole peace-among-all-colors line is nothing but pure publicity.

Angelina’s dagger stare and her know-it-all smirk make me want to rip off my arm and attack the real estate agent who sold them their house in New Orleans. They don’t deserve to live in a city where real families exist. Or even real people, for that matter. They should move to the moon and start their own colony of doll children. They can bring the Thetan Cruise clan along with them and invent space ships to take them to L. Ron’s Galaxy of Greatness. That’s where they all belong.