Let me get this right. Kristen Stewart, 22, hooks up with Rob Pattinson, 26, during the endless nightmare that must have been the filming of the interminably romantic Twilight series. No big surprise. Is there a movie anywhere ever that hasn’t involved an off-screen liaison between the leads?
The only difference here is the number of movies these two have been thrown together for. What is it, now? Seventeen or so?
The surprise here is not that Stewart had a fling with the director of her latest flick. The surprise is that she and R-Patz kept their thing together as long as they did.
She’s 22, for crying out loud. Go, spread those wild oats, kid, while you can.
Does anyone believe R-Patz has kept it in his pants for all but K-Stew? Really? REALLY?
If he’s been a naughty boy, cheating on Kristen, does anyone believe he would have been made to make a public apology? Really? REALLY?
I don’t for one minute believe Kristen Stewart woke up one morning and thought ‘oh my gosh I must apologise publicly for hurting Rob and disappointing my fans’.
No, some demented, deluded publicity spokesperson thought it was a good idea and went ahead and did it.
R-Patz has every right to be hurt. But that’s life. Young people hook up, unhook, rehook, and hang their undies on someone’s else’s hook. Apologise and move on, people. Growing up is about learning from those hurts.
K-Stew just effectively humiliated herself publicly for being a 22-year-old.
We’ll be expecting politicians to apologise for lying, shortly.
It’s insanity, people. INSANITY.