“Nicole Richie served 82 minutes of a four-day sentence for DUI on Thursday due to jail overcrowding, according to the Los Angeles County Sheriff’s Department.” (People)
I had to begin this post with a headline from People Magazine’s website. You may remember back in December that Miss Nicole Richie was arrested for driving her black Mercedes SUV the wrong way on an L.A. freeway. She was previously convicted of DUI in June 2003. She also admitted to being under the influence of drugs at the time of her December arrest. I have a few things to say here, so hold on to your butts.
First off, I always found Nicole Richie quite humorous on “The Simple Life”. I’m sure it was all an exaggerated act, but when she and Paris Hilton put “Anal salty wiener bugers all day” on the sign at Sonic, well it was pure comic genius. I mean, come on people, did you really expect two spoiled, pampered, rich girls to take a job at a fast food restaurant seriously?! I also feel some sympathy for Nicole right now because she is expecting a baby, and I can not imagine the thought of going to jail while pregnant. That must be terrifying. Well, terrifying if you don’t have someone else’s millions to bail you out! What did Nicole, or anyone else for that matter, learn from this experience? My guess is money talks. Very simply, if you have money, you can get away with anything. Yeah, you hear me OJ. What a terrible example for young girls that look up to celebrities. Can you imagine a bunch of Lindsay and Paris posers out there? How very sad.
Now on a more personal note: about 3 years ago, my good friend and I were coming home from a girl’s night out and were hit, head-on, by a drunk driver going the wrong way on the interstate. My friend was not intoxicated, and was able to react quickly enough to keep us alive, and for that I will always be grateful. I had a baby sleeping at home, one that may never have known her mother had I not survived. I had a two and four year-old that depended on me for everything. I think saying we were lucky is an understatement. The drunk driver hit five cars before he was stopped by a fire truck turned sideways on the interstate. He exited his car, extremely intoxicated and full of prescription drugs, walking on a broken hip and slurring excuses to the police. Thankfully, no one else was seriously injured: My husband and children picked me up a few hours later and my friend spent few days in the hospital for observation. I am reminded constantly that I may have never seen my children again. I wouldn’t have seen them grow up, heard them laugh, sent them off to college, and it makes me regret ever leaving the house. I went through a phase where I blamed myself: I shouldn’t have been out. Then I realize it wasn’t my fault. My friend and I took one night out to unwind. We are not party animals; we don’t go out, get plastered, and do drugs or anything crazy like that! It was the fault of the drunk driver. He was the one that did those things and then endangered our lives.
When it came time for him to go to court, you had better believe my friend and I were there to testify. I stood with her before the judge and told him that I had three beautiful children that almost lost their mother that night. I cried when I said I couldn’t imagine how their lives would have changed without me. In the end, I think the driver faced house arrest and heavy fines: not enough in my book for what he could have done to us, and all the others involved. Maybe I’m a little jaded, but pregnant or not, Nicole Richie got off way to easy. She could have hurt or killed someone and even Daddy’s money can’t erase that. I hope all parents take the time to tell their children how dangerous drinking and driving can be, and that these celebrities are in NO WAY role models for them. For goodness sake, find a positive, strong person to look up to, not someone that made their fortune selling sex tapes of themselves or leeching off their friend’s fame!
” by Lionel Ritchie: Best. Video. Ever. In case you haven’t seen it, Lionel Richie plays a teacher that stalks one of his students who happens to blind. Now, if you ask me, that’s just lazy. Who couldn’t stalk a blind person? You don’t even have to hide! But anyway, Lionel spends the entire video following her around and singing “Hellooooo… Is it me you’re looking for?” which is kind of messed up if you think about it. If anyone else did that to a blind girl people would call him ‘evil’ and say they were going to hell. “Hey, Blind Girl! Is it me you’re looking for?” What’s romantic about that? So Lionel stalks her for the entire video, and then, at the end, we get the best payoff ever. The blind girl happens to be an expert sculptor. She calls Lionel into the art room to show him the sculpture she’s been working on and says, “This is how I see you.” She rotates the bust around and there it is… Patrick Ewing.