Monday, May 11, 2009
If eight-times-golden Michael Phelps had his way, he'd have all European media bombed and destroyed forever.
News from across the pond is saying the Phelpthsie, distraught after the tremendous backlash from a photo surfacing of him smoking the reefer, got some hookers (plural).
I'm reticent to go on a tear about this: He should've known better, He should be better, nag nag nag, blah blah blah. It's all just noise.
Frankly, I'm just tired of hearing about it. The nature of news these days is that if you hold the microscope on someone long enough, you'll catch something. Given the type who seems to be prone to kicking himself in the rear — which is true, despite if these stripper stories are true or not — that just makes it all the more painful to watch.
Again, I'm just tired of hearing about it. And I think we can all do in the comment section more than I would hope to do by expounding on it further.