What a Shambles of a Baby!

"Je suis un rockstar so je must have heroin, crack cocaine et marijuana..."

I'm beginning to think that there is a (de)generation out there of dim-witted twenty-to-thirty-somethings who believe more devoutly in the sex and drugs and rock and roll culture than their parents, who grew out of it just when they were born. What these 'nouveau-flowerfolk' fail miserably to realize is that flagrant, couldn't care less drug use will probably get you noticed.

Of course the really bright ones amongst them think that fame and the accompanying fortune will buy them out of a tight spot with the law. But, hold on, one of these brighter individuals after being caught twice in as many months, thinks he can plead guilty to possession of prohibited substances, walk outside the courtroom, kick a reporter in frustration and get some lenient non-custodial vacation. No wonder his supermodel girlfriend left him, laughably to lose her lucrative contracts and go into rehab herself.

His defense lawyer had the gall to ask for a delay in sentencing to see how this wunderkind progresses, doesn't the 'twice in as many months' give him a hint? And, he suggested that he didn't want a rush to sentencing which might go against the grain with his client - that only confirms the substance used for the defendant's brain! Aren't lawyers great?

I hope the judge, in the realization that leniency will swell the ranks of those already floundering in a mire of drugs, will throw the book at him and let the aforementioned reporter kick him up the arse all the way to jail.