Pete Doherty Life A Shambles...

I've just been sadly reminded of the existence of Pete Doherty by receiving a spam email advertising the release of an album by himself and his hangers on, Babyshambles entitled "Back to the Bus".

What a complete waste of fresh air this bloke is. He stumbles through life being an irritating little twat, feeding the media's frenzy for anyone with a 'drug problem' and generally making a prick of himself, much to the delight of angsty teenagers who want to model their pathetic lives on a pathetic anti-hero.
It truly is depressing, that 'celebrity' is so cheap. It's not like he even makes good drug choices. The twat doesn't pick the ones that lots of people chose to do recreationally without screwing up their day to day lives, but insists on doing heroin, a substance that helps along the Darwin theory by eliminating a number of the human races less useful members.

Sadly, his story will end one of two ways:

A heavily publicized series of rehab sessions, followed by a 'welcome back to the world' frenzy, which allows him to once again pursue his talentless musical career.

Or a 'Hendrix/Cobain' ending in which thousands of screwed up teens will forevermore see him as the greatest influence on their lives, and lots of music journo's will try to tell us that the shite he produces is in fact the most important music of our time.

Kate Moss really must have had the Coke/Beer goggles on the night she met him.