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Lynne Spears’ Love is the New Prozac

Lynne Spears, mom of Britney, spoke out this week on the UK’s GMTV about the road to recovery that Brit has travelled this past year.  According to Lynne, “a lot of love and care and help” has been just what the doctor ordered.  Is she kidding me right now?  Unless by “love and care and help” she means mood stabilizers.  Again, it goes to the complete bullshit that is Hollywood.  If you are willing to broadcast the status of your daughter’s mental health all in the name of whoring your book, why not at least be honest about it?  I blame The Beatles for this all you need is love crap.  Love doesn’t pay bills and it can’t save doomed relationships.  And it sure as hell doesn’t cure the crazies.

This is the real deal: Lynne fucking Spears does not have some special brand of love that can conquer brain chemistry.  Mother daughter mani/pedis did not make the pink wigs and fake accents and Sam Lufti go away.  A return to normalcy for Brit came in the form of a steady diet of Klonopin Wafers.  Trust me on this. 

Lynne Spears’ book is Through the Storm: A Real Story of Fame and Family in a Tabloid Word.  Oh I so need to order this up.  Off to Amazon!  Fuck it, let me wait three weeks…I can probably get it off the “Bargain Reads” shelf at Borders for $4.99.