I have read much about the death of Philip Seymour Hoffman in the last 48 hours. Each report describes him as an extraordinary talent who will be sadly missed. It seems he was found dead on his bathroom floor from a heroin overdose. I don't disagree with anything I've read. I am quite sure he was supremely talented. And I understand that people are reluctant to speak ill of the dead, though I don't fully understand why. It's odd to me however that not one report has thought to mention that he was an idiot playing Russian roulette with intravenous street drugs. Many celebrities have made excuses for his habit, but not one seems to have mentioned that he was a selfish prick who's kids will now have to grow up without a father.
So yes, I agree, the entertainment industry has lost a great talent, but when my son sees his films I will be sure to remind him, it doesn't matter how rich or talented you are, this is what happens when you dance with the devil. Am I just cold and unsympathetic? I wonder what Mr. Hoffman's father told young Philip about drugs.
So, Sally Bercow. As you know, I'm not one to judge...
What a trollop!
No, that's not fair. As she rightly says, those pictures of her snogging the fit bloke in the club who wasn't her husband might just have been an unfortunate camera angle.
Strumpet!
She's so thick, you just have to laugh when she ends up doing these things. I thought the real low point was the picture of her draped in a bed sheet in front of a Westminster window. It narrowly beat her appearance on Celebrity Carry on up the Jungle or whatever the hell it was. Now she's gone the extra mile and made the front page of the Sun., sucking the face of someone half her age in a nightclub. Astoundingly, even the Mail published a picture of her drunk and showing her knickers in the back of a taxi, making an obscene gesture. Presumably, that was the same night out. I think we really need to see the picture of her later in the evening dropping bit of kebab into her cleavage.
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