God bless (Thetans bless? Like, whatever) the Scientologists. Marina and I were just beginning to feel the depression brought on by Overglastonburyitis, the annual condition caused by people boring on for Britain about some muddy farm in, like, somewhere outside of London (eww). But hurrah, along comes John Travolta, banging on and making himself look a right fool in that inimitable Scientological way.And there we were thinking Tom's mini-me-ing of David Beckham was sufficient amusement for the week.
In an interview in next month's W he begins by saying "I don't disagree with anything Tom [Cruise] says..." Now you KNOW this is going to be a good 'un, don't you? And on he goes, defending his fellow starship trooper's criticism of anyone taking psychological drugs. "I still think if you analyse most of the school shootings, it is not gun control. It's [psychotropic] drugs at the bottom of it." And how right he is. It's just disgraceful the way those kids pelt one another to death with Prozac pills, so keep your hands off of John's gun collection. And just to complete his public unspooling, John, when asked about those pesky rumours about his sexuality that have never quite managed to die down, replies, "I have never been compelled to share with you my bathroom habits or share with you my bedroom habits. Everyone has a right to privacy." BATHROOM habits? My God, what kind of pervert is this guy?
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