Tonight, Jon and Kate are making an announcement.
This is separation, right? Divorce? Do we get to watch them tell the kids? No one seems too broken up about this news, most likely because the country has pretty much decided Kate is the devil. This is sad for the kids and all, but at least they can go to Dad’s house when Mom’s on one of her rampages.
My distaste for Kate Gosselin grew tenfold on Friday night, or I guess technically Saturday morning, when Mel and I were watching Oprah at 3am. The episode was all about “Hero Dads” and this one dad was the father of 9 children, 7 of whom were adopted from Guatemala and several of whom were special needs kids, including one baby with an incorrectly set broken arm. He wakes up at 3:30 every morning, works full time as an attorney, lost his wife to cancer when their oldest was 2 and decided to build and raise a huge family by himself.
Kate Gosselin can suck it.
But then, Jon Gosselin went and got a diamond earring stud, so I pretty much hate them both. You’d think one of them might be able to handle tabloid, reality show fame with the tiniest smidge of grace under pressure.
Nope. They’re all gaudy sunglasses and screaming at the nanny while the rest of us are watching the widower on Oprah with his sweet, humble, grateful, affectionate kids. And Mel and I kept screaming at the TV, “Give him something, Oprah! Where’s the house? The free car? Send ‘em on a cruise!”
But I think Oprah’s stopped handing out flatscreens to kindergarten teachers because assholes like Kate Gosselin have ruined materialism for everyone…