July 18, 2005, - 3:34 pm

Being Berzerk a/k/a “Being Bobby Brown”

By Debbie Schlussel
I’m no fan of reality TV, and this summer’s crop is the worst yet. I’ve written critically about the annoying ABC News diva-fest, “.” But Bravo’s “Being Bobby Brown” makes “Hooking Up” and everything else look like “Sixty Minutes.” The show, following Bobby Brown and wife Whitney Houston, makes clear that the only humane and sane one is their poor, 12-year-old daughter, Bobbi Kristina. If living with these two nut-job parents isn’t mental child abuse–or neglect, I’m not sure what is. The show is horrid and disgusting.
Here are some other “high”(low)-lights of this mortifying, scatological show–pure garbage:
* Brown bragging how he once had to dig fecal material out of Houston. Sick, sick, sick! (He goes into more graphic detail than we will here.)
* When Houston and Brown go to their bedroom mid-day for sex, after Brown gets out of prison (for one of the following: violence, substance abuse, failing to pay child support for multiple out-of-wedlock kids), daughter, Bobbi Kristina, cries, “Let me in!” Brown doesn’t allow the daughter in, but does allow in the cameras.

Just What Israel Needed: Bobby & Whitney

(Sharon should have sent them to the Palestinians.)

* Houston calling her daughter fat when trying on pants at a department store. “Those ain’t fittin’! She got body, baby!” Houston shrieks. “If she was a Houston, we wouldn’t have this problem!” No, Whitney, the problem is you and your wacko husband.
* Houston getting mad when fans recognized her in her disguise (a scarf) while on vacation in the Bahamas. Cameras following her not a hint?
* Houston yelling at fans (in the steam room, on vacation, etc., etc., etc.)
* Brown putting hemorrhoid cream on his face to reduce a puffy face after a night of partying. Apparently, he watched that episode of Oprah, too.
Proof, all, that trash comes in all colors, shapes, sizes, and socio-economic strata. This show’s only purpose is the unnecessary documentation that Bobby Brown and Whitney Houston are even more the epitome of low-lifes than earlier diagnosed.

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6 Responses

I can’t wait for Being Bobbi Kristina, The Therapy Years

Michael Durant on July 18, 2005 at 6:30 pm

Kids, see Whiney Houston? This is your brain on drugs.
I remember when she was a real beauty with a golden voice. That might be the only redeeming value of that trash of a show, it’s one of the best anti-drug commercials, ever.
Oh, and I spelled her first name correctly and thank you Debbie for not going further with the doody stuff.

The_Man on July 18, 2005 at 8:33 pm

I’ve never seen this show, but from what I have seen and read about it, this just re-inforces the negative stereotypes about black people, and they’re only giving credence to the blather put out by the KKK.
I guess “Amos and Andy” wasn’t so bad after all.

Doc Holliday on July 18, 2005 at 10:24 pm

I bet Whitney’s fairly religious, gospel-singer mama must really LOVE this show 🙂
Reality shows are such garbage….

hairymon on July 20, 2005 at 8:46 pm

6 years is not too long to wait
for da chickens to come home to roost.

Commander Zsvartz on February 21, 2012 at 11:06 pm

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