According to Rush & Molloy, the tabloid that broke the John Edwards/Rielle Hunter story now claims it can prove Edwards is the father of her baby:
How? We hear that, on the night they caught Edwards visiting Hunter and child at a Beverly Hills hotel, Enquirer reporters grabbed one of the baby’s poopy diapers.
Now, say sources, intrepid Enquirer editor David Perel hopes to compare the infant’s stinky DNA with that of Edwards, who has denied paternity. “All they need is a cup he drank from,” an insider tells us.
“I will neither confirm nor deny possession of a dirty diaper,” Perel said dryly. “But I would like to do a DNA test.”
Edwards got caught on July 22. Today is November 5. That seems like a long time to hold onto some baby crap. I have no earthly idea why they would pick today of all days to announce this. Weird, huh?
Well, in any case, one thing’s for sure: The Tupperware that Perel’s been using to store that doodie-dappled diaper will not be reused.
Carrie Underwood is really not enough of a celebrity to warrant this much cyberspace, but this was too rich to pass up.
She said yesterday that she declined to endorse anyone for president because it’s crass to try to convince people about how they should act or feel about political and social issues. From an interview in TV Guide:
“There is someone I do support, but I don’t support publicly. I lose all respect for celebrities when they back a candidate.”
“It’s saying that the American public isn’t smart enough to make their own decisions,” she explains. “I would never want anybody to vote for anything or anybody just because I told them to. Music is where you go to get away from all the BS. Whether it’s from politics or just the world around you, music should be an escape.”
Now I’m willing to bet that most of you agree with her opinion that celebrities should STFU, but it’s a hee-larious belief coming from someone who embraced being elected PETA’s Sexiest Vegetarian in 2005 and again in 2007. Carrie also took it upon herself to teach fellow American Idol alum Kellie Pickler the tenets of vegetarianism (as if it’s a complicated process) and there was some business with backing out of performing at a rodeo.
Just saying, proselytizing for PETA is really no better than stumping for a candidate à la everyone else in Hollywood.
From London’s Daily Mail:
Schools need to buy bigger desks and chairs because children are getting too fat for furniture used in most classrooms, according to former Cabinet minister Charles Clarke.
Clarke may be speaking from personal experience. The newspaper also reports that he “has a rather portly stature despite recent weight loss and has been nicknamed ‘two pizzas’ for his generous appetite.”
Dontcha think Clarke ought to be counseling schools to hold a few more rugby matches instead of rushing ahead to buy bigger desks? How do you suppose he pulled off his “recent weight loss”?
I’ll let you decide which Freudian defense mechanism this falls under.
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