Splitsville overload in Hollywood. No sooner had I recovered from the severe shock of Susan Sarandon and Tim Robbins, not to mention Kate Winslet and Sam Mendes, and along comes this avalanche of marital breakups.
Courtney Cox and David Arquette. Christina Aguiliera and Jordan Bratman. Laura Derna and Ben Harper.
I guess I’m turning veddy old-fashioned in my declining years, but marriage isn’t a lark that you drop when the tough times hit. I can understand the hollowness of the studio arranged matches back in Miss Taylor’s day, but, now, it sounds sad and lazy and indulgent.
When XTina used to gush about her “Jordy,” well, that sounded a lot like love. The way she barely paused from separation to filing for divorce – something’s rotten there. David Arquette and Ben Harper sound like little boys, miffed that it’s not all about hot crazy sex anymore. I especially feel for the real little kids.
Can’t these people scream it out, the way Bob & Jeanne have for 60 years now?
The Lord & Master and I cheerfully agree that we have to be in love forever, ’cause we can’t afford a divorce. You see, there’s something to be said for living in happily genteel poverty. Just saying.