Totally ignoring the VMA performance, since it included Robin Thicke (read about my hatred here ), I get Miley Cyrus.
I mean, no one's saying "Oh look Robin Thicke looked like a less attractive version of Beetlejuice and rubbed his clothed wiener on a barely legal girl". They're all calling out the newly minted woman who's finding out who she is and where her career is really going.
Being 20 is terrifying. You're a grown up with grown up responsibilities and freedom. Imagine having that with all of the world watching you and a set of parents who are a spectacle themselves. Really.
I mean, there are people who have handled her situation with more class, but there are people who don't have that kind of notoriety who have handled it with much less.
Mostly I really want to write this post, because her song "Wrecking Ball" made me cry today. I feel you, Miley. I could totally hug you, because you clearly need it.
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