05.31.01

I do feel sorry for the children of celebrities, politicians, and other high-profile individuals. They are unwillingly thrust into the limelight, their every move scrutinized intently by the press and the public, living under a damn magnifying glass, merely for having been born in a particular household.

I mean, good God, look at the poor Simpson children. Their mother and her boyfriend were brutally murdered, their father was on trial for the crime, and all the tabloid press wanted to know was whether or not they thought their father had done it.

Enough is enough.

However, if your father happens to be a high-profile public figure, the namesake of a highly-respected member of a growing political dynasty, a known alcoholic and former drug abuser, and the President of the United States, you ought to know better than to drink alcohol in public when you are a minor. Sure, Jenna Bush didn't choose to be the daughter of the President. But, she's had a long enough fucking time to get used to living under a microscope as the granddaughter of another President, and the daughter of the Governor of Texas. Being one of the "First Daughters", or whatever the hell it is that they call her and her sister, is only the step up to living under a bigger and higher resolution magnifying glass than before. And to get busted a second time, two weeks after being sentenced for her initial violation, for attempting to purchase a margarita with a fake id, in a bar in Austin, Texas*? Is she retarded**?

And people wonder why Chelsea ran off to Stanford, making a concerted effort to keep out of the press?]

Criminy.

Yesterday & Tomorrow.

*You know, if my father had been the Governor of a particular state, and was now the leader of the entire country in which I lived, and I was plastered all over every newspaper in the country when my boob popped out of my dress as I was dancing with my father at his Inaugural Ball, and I had recently made headlines again by being busted for underage drinking, I might think twice before attempting to buy a drink in that state, or country for that matter, unless I was wearing a particularly clever disguise.

Otherwise, I might fear being recognized.

But then, of course, I'm not a Bush.

**Yeah, yeah, I've heard people say that she's just rebeling and acting out, but you know what, she's in college, she's mostly an adult, and she should know by now that there are much better ways to screw with your parents besides having a rap sheet a mile long.

But then, of course, she's a Bush.