Brad Pitt is doing press tours again and once more, I am reminded of how much I dislike him. I was never a big fan. I know he technically meets all the hotness criteria but he just doesn’t seem very bright. However, I didn’t actively loathe him until he started his public tour of smugness with Angelina Jolie. Brad and Angelina were clearly born on third base yet, they both seem convinced they hit a triple.
Now he’s yapping that he spent time pretending his marriage to Jennifer Aniston was something that it wasn’t. That, poor, poor man. How he must have suffered. He says it was boring. Good lord, can’t he pipe down about that marriage? People criticize her for not moving on, but he’s the one that keeps bringing it up. Oh, wait. He has a movie coming out, doesn’t he? Maybe this latest interview about how he was shackled in marriage to someone less perfect than Angelina Jolie will inspire lines at the box office.
I know that there are people who believe that he and that walking stick insect he mates with are latter-day saints of the highest order. There are other people that believe that they are public relations mavens without shame. It could be said that they’ve spent lots of money and energy rehabbing public images that have only been harmed by their own shenanigans. He’s on the cover of Parade Magazine this week and she is on the cover of Vanity Fair this month. It’s enough to make me stop reading magazines for the next month. Is anyone else as weary of these people as I am?
