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Silence is golden

And in the category of "Why should we care?" we have TomKat giving birth in silence (That's Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes for those of you who have a life and don't follow the entertainment 'zines. Not that I do. It's hard to completely remove yourself from the pop culture no matter how hard you try.) If only they had taken this silence advice many months ago. At least Tom. We all could have lived without his Oprah couch antics and evil overlord interview with Matt Lauer about post partem depression (launch the video and go to about minute 8). We haven't heard hide nor hair from poor Katie in months. I personally think her brain's been permanently scattered as a result of actually getting her preteen wish to marry Tom Cruise. We should not get what we wish for when we were tweens. If we did, I might have some frightening relationship going on with Kirk Cameron and have 10 of his uber-christian babies. Either that or I would be Astronaut Barbie or something equally disturbing.

If it wasn't for the scientolgy part, I'd probably embrace the idea of silent childbirth. That way any men in the room wouldn't have an opportunity to say something stupid.

Comments

Anonymous said…
ok, but silent childbirth because the father says it should be silent? i'd love to see katie take off with the kid as soon as she's got her legs back under her.

oh yeah, and you have to admit, astronaut barbie's got a pretty cool job. and a space suit. a space suit!
DecemberFlower said…
And Astronaut Barbie's got some awesome magenta go-go boots.

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