This is “leave Britney alone” on a whole other level. Does anyone actually know how much money Britney Spears makes, and not even for her god damn self? Is anyone who can actually make a difference even paying attention to this? Besides the fact that we’re going through a global crisis, I’m not too sure what’s been stopping me from marching on down to Mr. Jamie Spears’ house with a pitchfork, ready to stab him right where it bleeds the most.
Let me give you a little background story so you can follow me on this near-constant hate train I’ve been riding ever since hearing about the #FreeBritney movement and the reality of my beloved Princess of Pop’s life. Since her very public breakdown in 2007, Britney’s father has been in charge of her life. A legal conservatorship was put in place after Britney’s mental health decline became an obvious problem for her wellbeing. I’ll let you go down that black hole on your own internet machine. Basically, she has had no control over her fortune, her personal and private life, her social life, and even her basic rights as a human being. I’m not talking about putting a cap on uncontrollable spending because you’re rich as fuck; I’m talking about Britney not being able to get fast food because she has to keep her diet in check to keep her fit for performance. I’m talking about this near-forty-year-old not being able to see her children even HALF of the time. I’m talking about everything down to her not being allowed to drive herself to the fucking store or even bare another child if she so pleased. That last one, especially, makes me want to vomit. She is legally not her own person, with fewer rights than a child typically has. Keep in mind this is someone who has grossed 672$ million over the span of her career.
Let that sink in for a second. ALL of this pain Britney has gone through in her life was likely due to her being pushed since childhood into becoming a cash cow for her father (and whoever else was around to profit off her). Imagine growing up a child star, being pushed into fame and put under so much pressure and control, only to be robbed of your true potential and sent into the downward spiral that is Hollywood fame. You’d probably shave your head and lose your marbles too. I’ve done a lot more over a lot less.
Britney’s recent social media activity has been seriously concerning, to say the least. Her smudged eyeliner and hair do’s seem kempt but unkempt. Her outfit choices are definitely disturbing once you notice she’s wearing the same clothes over and over again, posting nearly the same video over and over again, and you start to see the cracks in her portrayal of whatever her father thinks looks normal. I mean seriously, NO woman would choose to show herself this way. I don’t care how much you tell me she’s okay, there is no woman on the planet that genuinely types Instagram captions like the ones that exist on her page right now. It literally sends chills down my spine to go through her page. Go see for yourself, I dare you.
This isn’t something new in Hollywood; every inch of Britney’s story seems like the most blood-curdling cry for help. She’s dying of what Marilyn died of. Her existence is nullified by those around her who are ready to use her until she’s actually dead.
My heart shatters for her every time I see another article about how she is still being held captive, silenced, and abused by those who were supposed to protect her. It makes me want to cry hearing her voice, the voice I’ve loved dearly since I was a child, cracking with what can only be palpable fear and oppression. I can hardly listen to any of her songs anymore without crying because it crushes my spirit to think that I made her piece of shit father a little more rich, and Britney, a little more damaged.
Britney, we see you. We hear you. We know the truth, and we’ll never stop believing in a world where you can finally be free.
Written by Talia Plante
*Edited by Dominic Abate