Britney Spears is still in the eye of the snakepit today, and it looks as if she might be there for a while. Apparently, she has been labeled "G.D." by mental health professionals. And that doesn't mean "Gratuitously Dowdy", nor does it mean "Goddamn Ding-a-ling", and not even "Grape Dildo". Says TMZ:
Sources at UCLA Medical Center tell TMZ Britney Spears has been classified as "G.D." — Gravely Disabled. That is a huge and dangerous deal. That means the patient is unable to take care of basic needs, such as the acquisition of food, clothing or shelter. Being G.D. is one of the criteria for involuntary commitment.
Several health care professionals tell us Britney has fallen into a "manic state" due to her bipolar disorder. We're also told she arrived at the hospital this morning at around 2:15 AM, but wasn't admitted until 4:15 AM because she was causing such a scene in the hospital.
We first reported that Britney accused her mother of sleeping with her boyfriend. Now we have more. We're told Britney screamed, "The only reason she's admitting me is because she wants to be alone with her boyfriend! She wants to sleep with my boyfriend!!" Britney never said exactly who she was talking about.
When Brit calmed down, she talked about her kids, how much she misses them and how it's unfair that she doesn't have them.
Oh puh-leeeeze. The only thing Britney does care about is the acquisition of food and shelter. Every time we see her, she's loping around the streets of Hollywood, shimmying into the warm confines of a Mercedes for hibernation, or digging frantically for like an errant brown bear cub for grubs and earthworms and Swiss Cake Rolls. Unable to take care of the basic need of clothing oneself, well, that we'll allow.
What's with these goofy psych ward codes, anyway? Now she's G.D., but when she was taken to the hospital, she was "5150"? We have never been committed, but it is our sincere hope that all psychiatric facilities use Van Halen album titles as codes; for instance, if a patient requires a rubber room, they're Diver Down. Or if they're Britney Spears headed for the snack cart, they're OU812.
Britney in saner, sexier days. Check out pics and clips at MrSkin.com.
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Awwww… poor poor photogs… it sounds like this will be no easy overnight stay for their meal ticket. They may actually have to find someone else to hound. They may have to remember some little things like where they really live, and if they still have a place to live. This may be a long, LONG road to recovery for their meal ticket… and in fact, they may need to seek help of their own for their addictive ways.
How clever you must feel taking cheap shots at someone suffering mental illness. It takes a real shithead to think this is funny, or fair game.
Waste your time on people who act like jackasses just because they can. Like you.
The above comments are quite true. The people who regularly browse to this page do have to accept a bit of responsibility, though. (and yes, I include myself in this blame game) Real news is in legitimate newspapers, and on a few (fewer every day) select TV news programs.
What THIS is, on the other hand, is simply the next step in the evolution of paparazzi. Millions of people are now checking into sleaze sites on a regular basis, usually with the simple hope of catching the latest celebrity nip slip. It was an inevitable result that the people who run these sites, who once simply passed on the latest scandal pics, would begin to have delusions of grandeur.
The sleaze merchants now have the mistaken impression that the public is interested in their OPINIONS on the latest scandals. This in spite of the fact that the gossip hounds never have anything to add that exceeds the insight of a bitchy junior high school student. Still, their audience inadverdently encourages this PG (Paparazzi Grandeur) syndrome.
that poor girl. the devil wants her now.
Time for the Devil to collect that which is owed!