We know you. You’re like the AP, you crave Britney Spears coverage. What color wig is she wearing? Where is she pretending to be from? Where is she shopping for discount make-up goods? What kind of Benz is she driving?

These are all questions you want answered and updated on an hourly basis. At a minimum. Fortunately, the paparazzi are there for us, chasing Britney as she goes on possible meth binges or just to the supermarket.

Of course this relationship is mutually beneficial, with Britney Spears at one point literally in bed with the people photographing her. And now it’s also mutually self-destructive, with Britney Spears committed and one paparazzo for Splash News keeping it real about the moral indecency this situation has created and has quit his job.

Directly or indirectly, Britney is going to come to some horrific end, or a member of the public will. … It's not what's being done, it's the way it's being done. As she continues to deteriorate psychologically, I just can't see a positive way out.

And yet, here we are. Writing about Britney Spears. Reading about Britney Spears. Creating an economy where it makes sense to have “20 or 30 cars pursuing her at any one time.”

At a certain point, to let Britney Spears to care for herself, we have to stop caring about her.