Recently I wrote a blurb about a certain celebrity who is (or was) cheating on his wife. I won’t reveal the celebrity’s name or the name of his industry wife. The couple does not reside in Georgia.
Word has reached my ears that the celebrity is hinting at retaliation against me for revealing his dirty deeds. After much contemplation, I decided to write this post — just in case I turn up in intensive care.
Additionally, I hear that his wife is upset and very close to losing it. They say she’s calling around in an attempt to find out who the other chick is. But why worry about the other chick when she should be worrying about her husband?
The celebrity is telling friends that he fears his wife might leave him — not because of his own indiscretions — but because of what I wrote on my blog about him…
If his wife leaves him, how is that my fault? And why can’t chicks who marry industry dogs just accept the fact that occasionally they will come home with fleas?
This is why intelligent women avoid intimate relationships with industry men. Because there is no six degrees of separation. Everyone knows everyone, and secrets aren’t safe.
I guess what I’m saying is: I take any and all threats seriously.
