Image by Getty Images via @daylifeI should stay away from pop culture. Sure, I don’t mind reading about the people who are obviously very talented but lately, the pop universe has been filled with no-talent, famous-for-being-famous hacks that drive me absolutely bat-shit crazy.
I’ll leave the Kardashians alone for a moment. They’re pretty harmless. And I won’t even go near the Real Housewives because despite the table flipping, they just seem boring. And the Jersey Shore
But my crosshairs have lately been focused on the most visible single mother in the United States
A couple of years ago, we didn’t know anything about Bristol Bristol
But of course they weren't. She caused a stir in the press when she showed up at an event looking … well, not like Bristol Palin. She had replace her chubby double chin with a much more narrow one causing everyone to speculate that she had gone under the knife for a little plastic surgery. Not so, said Palin, she had jaw re-alignment surgery and the procedure had nothing to do with more shallow desires. She “doesn’t obsess” over her face even though she now wears more makeup than a cover model. Clearly, Bristol
And now, because Bristol is a single mother and has to make money somehow, she has recently released a memoir, Not Afraid of Life or more appropriated titled, I made a mistake but now I have cute baby and my mother and God still love me so it’s all good. I won’t even comment on how ridiculous it is to write a memoir when you’re 20; plenty of other people have covered that territory so I won’t even go there. What really drives me crazy is how she doesn’t take any responsibility for her actions. As was widely quoted in the press, she claims that her virginity was “stolen” during a camping trip after Levi plied her with wine coolers. First of all, how many wine coolers did this chick drink? 30? Secondly, how could something be stolen when you give it away? And thirdly, if you didn’t give it away, you were raped which she adamantly denies. So which is it, Bristol
The person I feel most sorry for, of course, is the cute baby who will grow up to be a teenager who reads books. How would you like to know that your mother sold the story of your conception to the highest bidder? Thank mom! Now when the high school bullies are pounding my head into the gym locker, I’ll know whom to blame.
Do I really care what Bristol Palin writes or thinks or does? Of course, I do. How can someone like her be paid over $250,000 by a non profit to be a spokesperson to campaign AGAINST teen pregnancy. Isn’t she the poster child for ADVOCATING teen pregnancy? All you have to do is have a controversial mother, a deadbeat boyfriend, be willing to spill your private life all over the pages of a supposed memoir and you too will be rich and famous with a CUTE BABY.
Will the madness ever end? I really hope so but I fear that it won’t. Bristol has signed up for a reality show and will try to come off as a do-gooder while she juggles those tough single mother issues like wondering what lip gloss to wear on Good Morning America.
Maybe I’m taking the wrong approach here. If there is anything that we should learn from the Palin family, it’s that they seem to become stronger the more insults are thrown their way. Tough skin has never been so tough. In fact, I think their skins are more like goddamn moose leather. Keeping this in mind, I should take the opposite tact. I should praise Bristol
And that's why I love her.
Please buy her book. She’s a struggling single mother, dontchaknow?
