Nobody is quite like Britney to Britney but Britney. Her addiction? Britney Spears.

First, she’s a backslidden once-Christian with a rebellious fixated adolescent brain. She in the past was a Christian—Bible grown, church attending, Christian morals aligned. Now she’s gone to the devil like so many other teens reared on Scripture, then tossing themselves into the demons’ bag.

Second, she’s so worldly that she’s gone way overboard in choosing to backslide, more than most rebellious youth who don’t have the millions to spend on sliding into The Pit. She’s got millions upon millions, something she never dreamt of and something she could never handle once she got them.

Third, she’s added to her pea brain devilment a medicine chest of drugs of all varieties. The chemistry God gave her is now twisted with the unpredictable chemistry gorging that could kill her.

Fourth, she’s as stubborn as the devil. Her personality is one headstrong space cadet who doesn’t care where her bottom ends up. She’s a gambler with life’s lures, driven to temptation like a fly to a light bulb.

Fifth, she’s addicted to her own face on TV, tabloids, and anywhere else it can get plastered. What gets me is all these news geeks on cable who have driven the Britney thing into hell’s canyons while talking about how to rescue this poor lass.

Can there be any more professionals lined up for anchor down mouths to flap about Britney’s insecurities, drug intake, lack of mentors, potential for suicide?

Don’t these supposed intellectuals, themselves enamored with their own mugs on camera, get it? They are the major part of Britney’s downslide. They are her prime drug of choice.

She neurotically feeds on their attention—plus the paparazzi flashing her every move, including some that are so obscene they should have been censored a long time ago.

When Larry King interviewed his guest last night, King had to bring onto the screen over and over again Britney in her near-nude drugged dance routine. Why? Because King liked it. It was not relevant news to the interviewee. It was King giving men their jollies.

If everyone made a pact to stop talking about Britney for a month—absolutely, all across the board, en total—Britney would be on her way to recovery. Truly. It would strike at the heart of her body flash addiction.

There are those celebrities who in interviews wail at all the camera crash they have to endure. They can’t even go out to eat in peace at a restaurant. Give me a break! They love it. They truly love it.

And then there are those like Britney who wake up in the morning pushing their bodies into every press op they can inform the night before. They feed on themselves. They are into self-cannibalism.

They lust? You bet. They lust for another tabloid front page, another TV wail, another psychoanalysis in public.

Every day Britney gets it. Every 24 / 7. One day may be her last. If she takes her life, the press can be thanked.

The psycho pros ask why Britney does not care enough about her children?

Reason: she cares more about her own body press than anything else in this world. More than God. More than morals. More than chem-free body. More than sanity. More than rehab. More than any relationship with any other human being.

So in the end it just could be that lust of Britney by Britney could implode Britney.

If it happens, we can thank no one else but Britney.

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