Rejoice. Count your blessings. Discover paradise.
The avalanche of celebrity breakups is a boon in disguise for us. Of course, it’s ghoulish to prey upon celebrity divorces. It’s perverse to spit into their crystal palace – or pee into their goldfish bowl. It’s demoniac to relish their ugly skeletons. It’s voyeuristic, it’s parasitic. It’s –
– cathartic. Liberating. Introspective. Epiphanic.
You see that millionaire Adonis with the killer dance moves & a billion drooling fans? Well, his wife is all smiles as she celebrates escape from his gilded cage.
See that gal whose taut globes are the envy of the globe; who has fame & wealth firmly scissored between her equally taut calves? Well, her husband is straining at the leash & frothing at the mouth.