Okay, remember yesterday when I bitched and moaned about someone judging sweet Amy for daring to post happy pregnant news during Zoot’s crisis? Remember how I rallied for pregnant women’s blogging rights? And that no infertile should hold a pregnant woman’s pregnancy against her?

I found the exception to all of that.

Her name, my friends, is Britney Spears. Yes, even I am not so possessing of moral character that I can’t deride Britney and her Federfetus™.

How unfair is this?? Though, truth be told, I’m sure if she had married anyone but Mr. Federline I wouldn’t have half the problem with this development. But ever since she wore her pink track suit to the club after her wedding, (and lets face it, probably before that too) she’s been slipping into white-trashdom. I mean, come on people, barefeet at a gas station bathroom? And she gets to procreate? Where’s the justice, I ask you?