All You Need is Love?

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Oddly enough my waking thoughts were of Courtney Love. I was reflecting on the Pamela Anderson Roast earlier this week and how the participants made jokes about Courtney Love’s obvious dysfunctionality.

NYT’s Virginia Heffernan had the good sense to call the raunchfest clearly, “Let’s cut to the chase: She’s (Pamela Anderson) wearing a translucent black top, and she’s braless. But that top — which can be seen straight through when the lights shine on it — may actually be among the least scandalous elements of the sick yet riveting roast, which was filmed Aug. 7 at Sony Studios in Los Angeles. Among the most scandalous moments : jokes about genitals; the self-consciously scummy, diseased personas of almost everyone on the dais; and Courtney Love, the bloated musician, who throughout the proceedings acted as if she belonged in an institution. Again.”

Most just used her condition as exploitable fodder for their low humor. “Ms. Love heckled the comedians and flipped people off, regularly flashing her underwear and pulling up her top. When not lurching toward center stage in raw bids for attention, she slumped so far down in a white sofa that some of the male comedians — particularly the M.C., Jimmy Kimmel — appeared to prop her up. Toward the end of the roast, she reclined entirely. ”How is it possible that Courtney Love looks worse than Kurt Cobain?” the comic Jeffrey Ross asked. Is that line even legal? But when people joked about Ms. Love’s history of substance abuse, she would respond slurrily, ”I’ve been sober for a year!”

‘If you’re not on drugs,” Mr. Kimmel shot back at one point, ”you’ve got problems.”

Later Heffernan reports, ” Surprisingly, given Ms. Love’s oscillation between catatonia and exhibitionism throughout the night, Comedy Central chose to broadcast her own effort at roasting her friend Pam. ”Don’t worry,” Mr. Kimmel said, introducing Ms. Love. ”She slipped herself a roofie before the show.” But the former Hole singer plowed through a decent set of jokes, though she stumbled scarily as she started, saying that because she’s sober now, ”all these drug yokes — jokes — are tired.” She savored her error for a beat and went into brief reverie: ”Yokes. Jokes.”

Referring to the reputation she and Ms. Anderson share for being good in bed, she also recognized a difference: A guy wants to have sex with Pam ”and tell all your friends about it.” With Ms. Love, a guy wants to have sex, ”and tell none of your friends and see a doctor.” Ms. Love herself seemed to require the attention of a doctor. But she still insisted from the sidelines, ”I’ve been sober for a year!” ”You got it, doll,” said Sarah Silverman, unpersuaded, at one point. As Ms. Silverman told the crowd, ”I was curious to see which Courtney Love was going to show up: the smeared-lipstick crazy coke whore or the violent smeared-lipstick crazy coke whore.” By the end of the raucous, nauseating and often funny night, it still wasn’t clear.”

This morning the news made it clear. AP reported Courtney Love ordered to 28-day drug treatment. Courtney Love tearfully admitted using drugs in violation of her probation terms and the rocker/actress was ordered Friday into a 28-day drug treatment program by a judge who said he had wanted to put her in jail. “I think that you need to hit rock bottom before you make a decision about what you’re going to do in the future,” Superior Court Judge Rand Rubin told the sobbing Love.

The irresponsible entertainment culture is reaching new lows in showcasing then exploiting someone like Love, who obviously needs help. But just a day earlier the juvenile millionaire athlete Randy Moss added his own near inarticulate, inane advice for his young fans. After admitting to using marijuana, he described it as the fun he needs once in a while, adding, “But, you know, I don’t want any kids, you know, watching this taking a lesson from me as far as ‘Well, Randy Moss used it so I’m going to use it.’ I don’t want that to get across. Like I say … I have used [marijuana] in the past. And every blue moon or every once in a while I might.”

Hollywood and sports share this in common, they want the benefit of invitations into our homes; they want to be positioned as good people worthy of being there, but they want to embrace debauchery as a form of fun and entertainment.

You can’t have it both ways. A double-minded man is unstable in all his ways!

Yours for the pursuit of God in the company of friends, Dick Staub.

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