Gross People
It has been five years, FIVE YEARS, since Jennifer Aniston and Brad Pitt split up. I didn’t happen to know this info off the top of my head. Thanks to People Magazine, I won’t have any trouble remembering.

Why People still continues to frame Aniston’s life around her ex-husband is beyond me. She’s a movie star. She seems like kind of a cool chick. She’s had other relationships, and she rarely talks about her marriage to Le Pitt except when asked. It isn’t as though the tabloids and rag mags aren’t interested in Pitt’s romantic life, but there’s something off-putting about this kind of coverage.
It’s a throwback kind of attitude that defines a woman by her man, and it stinks. The way reporters write about her, you’d think Aniston was sitting around every night all, “I has a sad and my saddy sad clown face hurts me every night when I think of Braddy boy.” Ridic.
Also astoundingly gross? That they would run this story below one about the earthquake in Haiti. That is what is known as a sensitivity fail.
“Why People still continues to frame Aniston’s life around her ex-husband is beyond me.”
This frustrates me, too. I mean, does the press keep harping on this “failed” relationship because she tells them it still bugs her, or because they assume once a person breaks up with Brad Pitt, they are scarred for life?