You know what’s crazy? I’ll tell you what’s crazy.™
Tom-Kat is Splitsville.
Tom – Kat? is that a breakfast special at Dennys? Nope. It’s a modern day Hollywood story of high profile marriage gone bad.
It’s amazing how America loves a celebrity break up.
News that Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes AKA TOM-KAT are getting divorced – isn’t just good for gossip, it’s apparently good for ratings, leading newscasts.
Leading newscasts? It’s a little absurd considering what is going on right now. Fireballs falling from the sky in Colorado? Supreme Court Health Care rulings illustrating the great divide in this country? 109 degree temps melting the Earth.
And TOM-KAT is getting divorced.
The breathless morning anchor on GMA spews “It was almost like we were there for everything, from the courtship to the wedding, and now, to the bitter end.”
Divorce is nasty stuff, no doubt. But now-a-days, it is as common as a PBJ on white bread.
Sad but true. From the meth smoking trailer trash to the debutantes of high society – divorce will put its poisonous claws in more than 50-percent of us.
For Tom this will be D number three. For Kat this is D number 1 with a bullet.
The journey is only half way over kids.
The breathless news reporter called TOM-KATS’s relationship both “public and mysterious.”
There was that couch jumping moment on Oprah. That got a bit of air time didn’t it?
It was shown more times than the Kennedy assassination.
Have you ever felt this way before?” a gaga Oprah asks Top Gun. And Mr. Risky Business jumps up on her couch like an alley cat looking to hump something.
From there it was the usual fairy tale that most humans can only dream of. The 2 million dollar lavish Italian castle wedding and the red carpet paparazzi whirlwind.
But the reporter sighs “There is so much we didn’t know.”
Tom asked Kat on a date after seeing her on television. I guess that’s E-Harmony Dot Com for the high and mighty. It’s like the home shopping network for chicks.
Can you imagine seeing something or someone you like on TV and saying, I’m going to get me some of that?
If it’s a pocket fisherman, that’s ok. If it’s a human woman, that could come with some after sale problems.
The TV reporter says Tom is scientologist and Kat is Catholic.
That works like wearing a Fidel Castro beard at a chili eating contest.
I’m not even sure what Scientology is? L.Ron Hubbard. Is it the belief that we descended from Space Aliens? ET phone home? I don’t know and I don’t care.
All I’m saying is there was always a chance for this marriage to break apart faster than a pinata at a 7 year olds birthday party.
Sorry for Tom and Sorry for Kat. But really. You know what? They are Hollywood royalty. They have millions and millions of dollars stashed away under a mattress somewhere. Something tells me they will both land on their fat ass wallets ok.
The real loser here? The couple’s 6 year old daughter. Now, like so many American children, she will get to know what daddy’s weekend means.
Kat is on her first marriage. She was 29. She will undoubtedly have time for many more divorces.
Tom may be entering mission impossible status, but he is well preserved in a Magic Mike kind of way. He probably can squeeze another marriage or two out of the matrimonial lemon. His future Ex-wife might not have even been born yet.
Tom-Cat is sad. She is suing him. He is still spinning a yarn of nescience telling Playboy Magazing “i’m happy and i have been from the morning i met her.”
Can love last?, some insipid reporter asked Tom of Kat.
“I wont let this woman get away,” He said mentally jumping on a tv show couch.
Good luck Top Gun.
“I have a need a need for speed” and a new ex – wife.
and that is crazy.™