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Oh Please Don’t Let There Be Whitney Sex Tape(s)

photo of ray j and whitney houston sex tape pictures photos
From Radar Online:

Ray J is sitting on “a ton of sexually explicit photos and videos” starring he and the late Whitney Houston, [says] an insider …

The Houston family has “been in contact with Ray and told him they do not want any photos or videos painting her in a bad light to come out,” the source said, adding the famous family “explained to Ray that now is the time to honor Whitney, not drag her legacy down.”

The insider said the younger brother of singer Brandy has “been stalling” to sell, or hand them over, them to Whitney’s family “because he knows he’s sitting on a gold mine.”

The late Houston “adored” Ray J, the insider said of the the hip-hop hunk, whose name is synonymous with his 2007 sex tape with Kim Kardashian.

Houston was found dead at 48 February 11 at the Beverly Hills Hilton; autopsy results are pending.

OK, so is it me, or is Radar Online just a step away from being a smutty, unreliable tabloid like ‘The World News’ or something, are are smutty, unreliable tabloids (like Star, who is now affiliated with Radar Online) more credible than ever? I’m afraid for the future of celebrity (but not for smuthounds like all of us), because pretty soon there are going to be no secrets. We’re actually going to know absolutely everything about the celebrities that we love and hate, because everyone has a price. Do you hear me? I’ll say it again: Everyone. Has. A. Price. And if I want to know Jessica Alba’s blood type down the road, or Fantasia Barrino’s genealogy without having to sign up for a fake membership again, all I’ll have to do is the proper research and the knowledge will be at my fingertips. Isn’t that crazy? Even though we hate things like the Patriot Act, we’re getting more and more nosy as a society as the decades go by.

Look out, Fantasia. I’m onto you, girl.

Oh! Also! I really don’t want this to be true. See, I watched Waiting to Exhale last week, and I’m still kind of operating on the “back when Whitney was Miss Thang” high so much so that I’m re-reading the sequel to Waiting to Exhale, Getting to Happy. Which, incidentally, is a great read. But I can’t – seriously, I just can’t even – think about the possibility of Miss Savannah videotaping her sexual escapades with the dude that’s only famous for one reason: association. Association to Brandy, as he’s her brother, and association through Kim Kardashian, because she let him piss on her and allowed him to film it. I’M GONNA PISS ON YOU.

Ahem. Can we just remember her like this?


Update: TMZ reports that Ray J’s official stance on the subject is that there is no sex tape. I guess the truth will come out eventually.