skip to main |
skip to sidebar
Nicole Richie not only has the same DUI charge against her as Paris Hilton, she also is a repeat offender.
Yet Nicole still has a valid license and is driving the street of Hollywood having fender benders. According to TMZ, officials have no idea why the two cases are varying so much.
From TMZ:
"Paris was busted September 7, 2006 -- and around 5 months later, she had already lost her driving privileges and was later arrested for violating her probation for driving on the suspended license. Richie was busted for DUI on December 11, 2006 -- and almost 6 months later, she is not only still driving ... but the California DMV hasn't even begun to take action against her.
TMZ spoke with Deputy District Attorney Ed Greene, a prosecutor assigned to Nicole's DUI case, who admitted, "I am a little surprised too." However, Greene pointed out that until Richie is actually convicted of DUI, the decision to revoke or suspend her license is up to the folks at the California DMV. Greene added, "They generally do it quicker than this."
We contacted the California DMV to try and get some answers, and the rep said: "I have no idea why Nicole still has her license.'"
Click on the pic to check out more from Gallery of the Absurd!
"I think she should definitely be punished, but going to jail for a traffic violation is pretty absurd."
-Nicky Hilton regarding her sister, Paris Hilton's, jail sentence
California's Liquor Control Board is talking with the Beverly Hills Police Department to determine if Lindsay Lohan was served alcohol illegally the night of the crash.
According to TMZ, Lindsay partied at Les Deux hours before she crashed her Mercedes into a palm tree. The gossip website even has video of Lohan leaving the WeHo hotspot around 3:30 a.m., an hour-and-a-half after closing time.
Reps for Les Deux are saying that Lindsay did not drink at the establishment and never has.
TMZ also contacted California's Department of Alcoholic Beverage Control spokesman John Carr who spoke with them and said that the agency will be reviewing witness reports to see if a formal investigation should come about. Another looming question they would like to have answered is if Lohan or or anyone else for that matter were served after hours. California's closing time is 2am.
Gee, do you think it took them long enough? Lindsay has been seen partying at Hollywood nightclubs for a few years now even though she doesn't turn 21 until July. I even remember seeing her sitting outside one place for lunch last year (was it The Ivy?) with a Corona in front of her.
Being a former bartender I have always been shocked and amazed at how underage celebrities are photographed arriving at, partying in, or exiting nightclubs. But as everyone knows, you get special treatment in Hollywood when you're a star. Especially when you are the 'it' girl.
I truly hope that the investigation goes down. We celebrity gossip bloggers have been complaining about this issue for years now and finally something is being done about it. Now I am not saying that Lindsay was in fact being served by Le Deux that night, but I promise you that it's happened before.
Source
After years of driving around Hollywood after snorting 2 grams of coke and drinking at clubs, Lindsay Lohan has finally been arrested for DUI.
And what a surprise..the police found 'a usable amount of cocaine' in her possession.
The arrest occurred shortly after 5:30am on Saturday after Lohan crashed her 2005 Mercedes SL-65 convertible into a curb and a shrub on Sunset Boulevard. Her car suffered "major damage," and Lohan was hospitalized for minor chest injuries according to police.
Two other people were in the car with Lohan at the time of the accident but they were not injured.
Police were called by a witness and responded three minutes after the call, but by that time Lohan, her companions and the car had fled the scene.
Lohan was later found by police at the Century City Hospital and her Mercedes at condominium complex. The vehicle was towed at 6:30 a.m.
Police are keeping mum on how they know Lohan was driving, but say they're "confident" that she was.
A press conference was held Saturday and Lt. Mitch McCann, media relations officer for Beverly Hills police department said, "A usable amount of an illegal narcotic tentatively identified as cocaine was recovered and booked."
Police would not say where they found the cocaine or what Lohan's BAC was.
"She was charged with a misdemeanor," said McCann. "There is a potential for additional charges."
Lindsay was seen out at Les Deux before the crash. She showed up just after 11PM and was smoking, dancing and partying the night away.
Obviously Lindsay learned nothing from the incident. X17 photographers caught her out with Samantha Ronson around 4AM this morning, completely funked up. Check out the pics.
Meanwhile, Lindsay's father, Michael Lohan says that her arrest may be a blessing in disguise. He thinks she is hanging out with the wrong crowd and that she needs to reconnect with family and find God.
Lohan's tentative arraignment date is Aug. 24.
Source and Source
The D.A. wants Tom Sizemore behind bars ASAP, and plans on asking the judge to revoke Sizemore's felony probation which could land the actor in a state prison for sixteen months. The hearing is scheduled for June 5th..the same day that Paris Hilton, the buddhist, will be reporting to jail..
Fists were flying on yesterday's The View when Elisabeth and Rosie got into it again over Iraq. Rosie asked Elisabeth if she really thinks that she (Rosie) believes US soldiers are terrorists and the gloves were off. Everyone is now left wondering if Rosie, who only has three weeks left in her contract, will return to the show. She had already planned on taking Thursday off as it is her partner, Kelly's 40th birthday. Ro has been answering fans and critics questions on her blog..
Nicole Richie is denying that she has entered rehab again. Some people actually believe it too..
50 Cent has spilled the beans on Eminems new album. Fiddy says that Em won't admit it, but that he's got a new album underway and it's badass. In the meantime Eminem's managers are seeking unpaid royalties against music companies for legal downloads.
After agreeing to an alcohol test three times a week, David Hasselhoff has had his parental rights restored.
Both Hasselhoff and ex-wife Pamela Bach were present at the hearing. The pair have reverted to their original joint custody arrangement.
Hasselhoff was temporarily barred from seeing daughters Taylor-Ann, 17, and Hayley, 14 on May 7th after a drunken video of the actor appeared all over the internet.
"It went well today, and the truth was told." Hasselhoff said outside the courtroom.
The videotape was officially entered into evidence Monday. It will be the focus of the next hearing on June 1.
Source
From TMZ:
'TMZ has learned that actor Tom Sizemore has been charged with five felonies and one misdemeanor stemming from a crystal meth bust earlier this month.
Sizemore was charged with one count each of transportation and possession of methamphetamines, and three counts of possession of prescription drugs without the proper prescription.
Sizemore was arrested back on May 8, after Bakersfield Police say the actor had been using crystal meth outside of the Four Points Sheraton Hotel.
Method Man was arrested Thursday night after paying his toll at the Battery Tunnel in NY.
When Method Man, real name Clifford Smith, rolled down his 2005 Lincoln Navigator's window to pay the toll, a huge cloud of marijuana smoke drifted outside.
An unamed source said, "It was like something out of 'Cheech and Chong.' He rolls down the window and the smoke would choke a horse."
Smith was arrested at approximately 10 p.m. Thursday not far from the toll booths.
Upon searching the vehicle officers found two marijuana blunts and nearly an ounce of pot in the vehicle.
Smith was charged with unlawful possession of marijuana, criminal possession of marijuana, operating a motor vehicle under the influence and driving an uninspected motor vehicle.
Source
"I got a DUI, I did the classes and I went in and did my AA meetings that they made me do. And because I did, I will never ever get behind the wheel and drink again. I learned so much and it was so good for me." -Nick Carter regarding his 2005 DUI arrest
David Faustino, the actor who played Bud Bundy on the TV show "Married With Children" was arrested on drug charges early Saturday morning on New Smyrna Beach in Volusia County, Florida.
Geeking eyes!
He was charged with possession of marijuana and disorderly intoxication.
An officer said Faustino,33, got his attention when he was arguing with his ex-wife while sitting in a vehicle.
The arresting officer could smell alcohol on his breath, and proceeded with a search. During the search a plastic bag containing 1 gram of marijuana was found in Faustino's right front pants pocket.
Faustino was taken to the Volusia County Branch Jail and was released later on Saturday.
He'll never live the name 'Bud' down now.
Source
This according to gossip site, TMZ.
Sources are also saying that the rich playboy has called home everyday for the past 32 days.
From TMZ:Joe Francis is about to be released from Bay County Jail in Panama City, Fla. but will go straight into the hands of the Feds, who will take him to Nevada to face tax evasion charges. We're told that Federal prison will actually be a welcome relief for Francis, whose recent month in Panama City is a far cry from the beach, beer-bong and babe-filled days of yore in the same town, as the jail facility is old, "extremely uncomfortable," and prone to "terrible" leaks during any kind of rainstorm.
TMZ reported last month that a death row inmate had been taunting Francis, and that he was "breaking down" under the constant harangue. Francis is scheduled to face a Florida judge tomorrow, on charges of using minors in sexual performance, but he might be taken to Nevada even before then, as he's waived his right to appear in pre-trial hearings.
Candy reportedly sent this letter to TMZ who published it.
Dear Paris,
As someone who has known you for most of your life, I pay special attention to your press coverage. (Apparently, I'm not alone, based on the responses every word about you creates on TMZ.com and elsewhere.)
Paris, I'm very worried about you. The last week has not only been an obvious roller-coaster for you emotionally, but your strategy went from blaming employees and stating silly excuses like, "I don't read," to your new lawyer's tactic to have you sound mature and take some responsibility. In between, the paparazzi continue to follow you shopping and taking self-defense classes (to protect yourself in jail?), and some over-zealous friends staged embarrassing protests (three people?), and wasted taxpayer funds with a petition to pardon you.
People who are rich and famous are not treated like "regular" people, even though you claim to now be just like everyone else. In most situations, your privileged life works to your benefit. You have opportunities, access and resources like few others; and frankly, you can get away with more bad behavior and excuses than most people could even imagine. However, as the real possibility of jail approaches -- whether it's 21 days or 45 or whatever the latest report is -- it's time to get real. It's time to find "a Paris" somewhere between "heiress" and a character on "The Simple Life." I know she's there, and I know she can be a good citizen and maturely face consequences other people would have to face under the same circumstances.
I am sorry you have been sentenced to jail. I can't think of too much that would be worse. But since you let this happen, use the next couple of weeks preparing not only by publicly learning to fight (not a good message to fellow inmates), but by looking around, realizing that you are not as truly entitled as your money implies. You are a young woman who can add more to her community than establishing new definitions for infamy.
Best,
Candy Spelling
They're saying that Paris Hilton is "living like a nun" in order to avoid prison.
Paris' lawyers have reportedly told her to clean up her act in order to possibly get out of part of her jail sentence.
Paris has been seen dressing classier, and there have been no reports of nipple or crotch flashing.
Apparently Paris has told friends that she is not going to drink a drop of alcohol and that won't be hitting the clubs like she is usually known for.
Paris even went to church Sunday, in her Sunday best.
A friend of Paris' told Britain's The Sun newspaper, "Paris' attorneys have insisted she live like a nun. She has been strictly advised to stop acting like a Hollywood brat and appear more humble as they battle to keep her out of jail.
"They have ordered her to show a judge she has some humility and social responsibility if she is going to have her sentence reduced on appeal. That means no booze, no parading round in skimpy outfits, no partying. She's got to stick with her family and take on a healthier regime."
Paris is scheduled to begin her sentence on June 5.
In other entertaining Paris Hilton news, rumor has it that Paris is learning self defense techniques so she can defend herself in the prison if need be. But I am doubting that a couple weeks of training would hardly do her any good against the hardened broads in there.
Heh.Source
Ty Pennington, the host of the life changing "Extreme Makeover: Home Edition," was charged with two misdemeanor DUI counts after he was arrested the morning of May 5.
His blood alcohol content was .14 when he was stopped.
Pennington spoke with Entertainment Tonight recently about the incident and how it has affected his life. Paris Hilton, take note.
"I made a really bad error in judgment. It made me realize how important every decision you make in your life is because it affects everyone, not just yourself."
"I realized if you make a mistake, I think you ought to step up and admit that you did. I'm just that kind of a person. If you do something that you know you shouldn't have, stand up and accept it."
"It could jeopardize everything, including my job, which to me, is the greatest job in the world," he says. "I would never want to jeopardize that. I get to do something that a lot of people never get to do in their lifetime and actually get to make a difference in people's lives."
When asked what he could or would have done differently that day Ty said, "Probably take a cab. But if we could hit rewind in our life, I think we would do a bunch of things differently. But you can't do that. All you can do is accept what's happened and learn from it."
Pennington faces up to six months in jail and/or a $1,000 fine if convicted. His arraignment is scheduled for June 4.
Source
Take Celebrity Smack's Blog Reader Survey!
"After reading the media's coverage of my court hearing, I feel the need to correct what I believe are misperceptions about me. I absolutely realize how serious driving under the influence is. I could not live with myself if anyone was injured or killed while I was driving while impaired. Clearly, no one should -- no matter how slightly.
I am ready to face the consequences of violating probation.
No one is above the law. I surely am not. I do not expect to be treated better than anyone else who violated probation. However, my hope is that I will not be treated worse."
Source
Give Mom a Beautiful Bouquet for Mother's Day
Naomi Campbell is on the cover of W Magazine's June issue, on stands
nationwide on May 18th.
Naomi reveals all during the week of her community service, as well as her cover.
__________________
The Naomi Diaries
An atypical week in the life of a supermodel as told to James Reginato
Who has the right to judge a book by its cover?
What I wear walking into my community service has no connection to what I’m going to do when I get inside. This is how I dress, and this is how I carry myself. What do they expect me to do—walk in looking all drib and drab? I’ve never looked drib and drab in my life.
There’s no plan for this week. It’s kind of unfolding as it goes. The judge at my sentencing had promised that my car could drop me off at the door of the Sanitation Department every morning. I asked for that mostly because I’ve had a stalker. But then this gentleman from the Sanitation decided I had to be dropped off outside the gates so I would have to walk past the press. After I found out about this, I was in a car with my friends Norma Augenblick and Steven Klein, and Norma said to Steven, “You should shoot this.”
I arrive at 7:50 and walk into the warehouse past a horde of press who are lined up along this drive that’s about 100 feet long, kind of like a catwalk. It’s absolutely crazy. My focus is on getting to my job, keeping my head up and looking forward to another new experience. I sign in and show my I.D. I’m not allowed to bring my cell phone in—though all the other people doing service seem to have theirs. At first I’m told I’ll have to put on my orange vest where the press can see me. Later, Mr. Barry, who is my supervisor and is absolutely lovely, says I don’t have to, but if that’s the picture they want, I’m just going to put it out there so it’s over and done.
Everyone else at the Sanitation turns out to be really pleasant too. I meet so many different sorts of people and find out how much the people who work there do for the city. Maybe doing this service at the Sanitation was meant to be like a humiliation punishment, but it isn’t at all.
I head to my locker and change into my work clothes and am told, along with two other people, to sweep the garage. We start sweeping so intently and get a rhythm going. I have to tell you, I find solace in sweeping. I have no other responsibilities. I have no phone. I have time to think. I just have, you know, peace.
As we are working, one of my coworkers tells me how he ended up here, which was basically because of alcohol. I bond with him, and I tell him I’m in recovery. I started doing drugs when I was 23, as a recreational thing. I had no idea of the effect it would have on me. I had been discovered at 14 and brought into the business at 15. There’s no handbook to teach you how to deal with this business. It’s been such a roller coaster. Before long, I started taking drugs to escape or deal with some disaster, like when someone died. I lost a lot of friends in 1997, and that was the year I really fell down emotionally. I first sought treatment for my addictions in 1999, and then went in and out of recovery. I’d be okay for a couple years and think I had things under control, but then I would relapse. I never really looked into myself, deep below the surface. I was just caught up in my job and flying around the world and wanting to be fabulous. But there comes a point when it all catches up with you and you have to deal with it. And that caused me to reassess myself and get real treatment for my anger and my addictions.
What I came to realize is that I had to surrender. I’m such a controlling person, but I had to just let go and let something higher than me be in control of my destiny. You have to let yourself become vulnerable again. Some people can handle a drink or a line of cocaine, but I’ve finally come to realize that, for me, it’s all or nothing—and it has to be nothing. And my life has changed since.
I’m not saying this to excuse what I did. I threw the phone—I threw it, but I didn’t bash it—and that was wrong. I’m guilty. I take responsibility. So I keep on sweeping. I’m moving so fast they tell me to slow down. I’m getting very protective of my pile of rubbish—kind of the way I feel about my Hermès handbag or my Louis Vuitton. I keep looking around to make sure no one is crossing into the area I was assigned to sweep. I guess that’s my all-or-nothing behavior again: Once I start sweeping, I have to sweep everything.
It’s time for lunch, and we order in from a Spanish restaurant. One of my coworkers gets wings; I get chicken stew. I want to treat everybody, so I pay for it. A very nice lady from the Sanitation passes out drinks. She smiles and she says to me, “Don’t you want a Diet Coke?” I say, “No, I drink regular.” And she’s like, “You’re a model. You should be drinking Diet.”
Mr. Barry takes us into an office where we can eat. He saves the day because he somehow finds me hot sauce. I always carry hot sauce in my bag, but I don’t have it with me. Mr. Barry is very cool. After lunch we continue sweeping.
The radio is tuned to an Eighties station, so I hear a lot of ABBA and Donna Summer. The time passes very fast. When it’s time to go, I sign out and go back into the circus outside. I go to the gym, then Steven and I go to dinner at the Dylan Hotel, which has a great steak house. I go home and watch I Love New York on VH1. Then the 11 o’clock news rolls around, and my friends start calling and texting me. I try not to read the tabloids, and I am not fully aware of what’s going on, but I find out that the press is turning this whole thing into a fashion show by commenting on what I was wearing.
I say my prayers and rush to the shower. It’s freezing outside. Really cold, so I wear a Giuliana Teso fur coat. I’m rushing because I don’t want to be late. I make sure I arrive every morning early, at five to eight.
When I get out of the car, my bodyguard grabs my bag and just hands it to someone. It turns out it was a policeman. I’m not treating the police like they are my valet—like the papers will say later—it’s just that I’m used to gentlemen. Obviously I’m wrong. I recognize one of the other Sanitation officers because he does security at night at Nobu. It’s really nice to see a familiar face.
Today our assignment is to clean the walls of a corridor, which are very dirty. There are seven of us cleaning, including a lady from Poland. She wants the right products and she won’t let up. She’s relentless and very funny about it. She’s on her hands and knees, and Mr. Barry says, “Would you get off your hands and knees, please?”
We both decide we are going to clean our lunchroom. We really scrub it down. We’re both like, “We want to make sure we eat in a clean environment.” I decide we should order lunch from Mr. Broadway Kosher, this deli I love. None of them have had kosher before, and they love it. After lunch, we finish the hallway. I’m very proud of it because it’s so clean.
By 3:30, we’re done and I head up to this place in the Bronx, the Point, and read to schoolchildren. I read from Dr. Seuss, which is something I grew up with. But I’m not sure these kids understand some of the words, so I just put it in simple language. It’s great and so much fun. Finally, I go home and everything just kind of hits me. I’m wiped out. I crash.
I decide to wear black. It’s getting crazy. I’m getting all these calls from designers and stylists asking me to wear their clothes. Apparently, people on the Internet are rating my outfits. With everything happening in the world—in Iraq, in Africa—this is what they focus on?
In the car, my bodyguard looks at me and says, “I know you don’t like seeing the newspapers, but you need to look at this.” And it’s that policeman carrying my bag. I feel so bad. I didn’t mean to embarrass him. When I arrive, I go straight to him and say, “I’m so sorry.” And he looks at me and goes, “It was my pleasure.”
I change in the locker room, and one of the ladies who works the night shift is complaining to me about how someone left the toilet in a not-very-nice way. I was brought up to be very, very clean and hygienic, so I’m like, “How could somebody do that?” Then I find out that Mike, the security guy from Nobu, has been removed from my detail. He didn’t give me any special treatment, so that was unfair.
By this time I am definitely in charge of the lunch. Today, it turns out, my favorite Jamaican restaurant, Clippers, called the Sanitation and said they wanted to send lunch over. It’s on Rockaway Boulevard in Queens, and every time I come in at JFK, I stop there. It’s so good—the closest thing to my grandmother’s cooking. Everybody loves it. It’s so interesting to get to know so many different sorts of people.
The Sanitation people tell me all about Boy George, and how lovely he was, which I’m so glad to hear. Growing up in London, I was such a huge fan of his and was in two of his videos. George had called me several times before I started my service to see how I was doing. Two of the people in the room have never been on a plane. They ask me what it’s like, and I’m embarrassed to tell them I was on seven planes the week before alone.
They tell me some of the things they’ve read about me, like that I have a diamond-encrusted BlackBerry. I start laughing. I’ve never had a diamond-encrusted phone! I’ll leave that to Paris [Hilton]. It’s not my style.
We finished the walls yesterday, so I start washing the lockers. We’ve run out of things to do. When it’s time to leave, one of my coworkers, Marc, walks me out. He’s a lovely man who works on Wall Street. He says, “Give me your bag. I’ll carry it.” Later I find out the press is describing Marc as my “boy toy”! For God’s sake! There’s nothing physical between us. It was just two people in the same boat trying to make the best of it. I realize then that the press just has to write something. They don’t care; they’ll make it up.
The people I’m working with are very protective of me and won’t talk to the press. I consider them old-school gentlemen. That night, I invite some friends for dinner at Downtown Cipriani. I invite Marc and his wife. They’ve both become friends, and I’ll stay in touch with them.
Several other pals pop by—Spike Lee, Steven Klein, my agent and my anger-management teacher, who everyone loves and asks for his card. We all tell jokes and have a lot of fun. I start to feel the wear and tear of the week, though, and see bags under my eyes. I think, Oh my God, I need a good night’s sleep. I drop off my coworkers and go home to pass out. I’m up at six. I pray every morning and every night. It’s something I do because I am very grateful that I’m sober today, that I’m clean.
So it’s just my little ritual.
I get dressed in an Etro top and Pologeorgis fur and put on this Knicks cap that Spike gave me. On my way in today, I decide to say hello to the paparazzi, because, I mean—God bless them—it’s like they’ve been doing community service too. They’ve been out here in the cold all week.
We clean the downstairs hall. Bob Marley is on the radio, which is nice. For lunch, Mr. Barry recommends a place in Little Italy. Mr. Barry has become a friend, and I’ll keep in touch with him.
I grew up very much on my own. I never knew my father. And my mother, who was a contemporary ballet dancer, left me with a nanny from the time I was three until I was 12 while she traveled. I’m sure it wasn’t easy for her to leave me, but she was a single mother and she had to work. I can’t imagine the pain she felt when my father abandoned us. I would see her on vacations, when she would pop over for a few days. It was always a delight to see my beautiful young mother. How happy I’d be when she picked me up from school.
Recently, my mother agreed to go into therapy with me. It’s something I wanted for a long time but haven’t started because now I need to get myself on the right path first. Part of that involves cutting a lot of working relationships. I don’t really have many yes-people in my life anymore. I’ve gotten away from them—all the agents, assistants, people who would never tell me the truth and watch me destroy myself. But of course many of those people maybe didn’t want to work with me anymore, either, which I totally understand.
Most people can rely on their family, but I tried to deal with everything on my own. I’m a very strong person. I never had problems with men, because if they bothered me, I’d tell them to f--- off. I put that air out. I thought, That’s the best way to protect myself. I basically made a family with my friends. Quincy Jones and Chris Blackwell are like fathers to me, and Norma is like a sister. I am very, very blessed to have them in my life.
After work, I take the subway uptown. The last time I was on the subway you had to use tokens. I take Norma to Marc Jacobs because I want to buy her a present. She’s just a brilliant friend who’s stuck with me through thick and thin. My last day. Clean the offices downstairs. Sade’s playing on the radio. The important thing to me is that I did my job, that the Sanitation people were happy with the work I did. That’s all I wanted to hear. I feel like I’ve paid my debt to society. I’m not proud of what I did, but it’s something I definitely learned from.
Now I have to get on with my life, keep working on my problems and go to meetings every day. I want to walk out of here with my head up. I want to go out in style, and fashion is what I’ve done for 21 years. It’s something that I love. So, when I’m finished with my work, I slip on the silver sequined Dolce & Gabbana demi-couture gown that I packed in my bag this morning. I put it on lying down so I can’t be snapped by the paparazzi, who can see in the window.
When I get outside, they start screaming, going crazy, as I get into my friend Giuseppe Cipriani’s silver Bentley. I go back to his place and relax for an hour before I fly out to Miami, because I want to watch my friends Venus and Serena [Williams] play in the Sony Ericsson/IMG tournament. I go to sleep late, but I wake up early, thinking about my coworkers who are continuing their service. I call Marc, and he says, “We missed you today.” But life goes on, and I learned from my mistakes.
I’m enjoying my life in recovery, and I don’t find it boring.
And it’s just one day at a time. That’s how I’m going to live.Source Thanks Jordana
Tom Sizemore was arrested this morning at 7:30am after drugs and a 'narcotic smoking pipe' were found in his car at the Four Points Sheraton hotel in Bakersfield, CA.
The police were originally called due to an altercation between an associate of Tom's, Jason Salcido, and a hotel employee over a reservations error. Salcido had apparently challenged the employee to a fight after there were problems with his reservation.
Salcido, 33, had a 'narcotics smoking pipe' on him and both men were found to be on parole for prior drug charges.
Paris Hilton is trying to round up her two fans to sign an online petition asking Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger to pardon her.
I am doubting that the Governator would like the negative publicity that would go along with pardoning the bitch, but this is Hollywood we are talking about.
Some people are saying that they can't believe the sentence she has been given. WTF? I don't understand this at all. Just because the bitch didn't hit and injure or kill someone she should get off easy? Coming from a family who lost someone due to drinking and driving I can tell you she deserves this easy punishment, and she should sit in jail for 45 days and think about why she is there. I am personally offended that this stupid rich bitch really feels that she is beyond the law.
Some kiss ass named Joshua started the petition and Paris took it and ran with it. She is asking friends on her MySpace page to please sign it.
From her MySpace word for word...
"My friend Joshua started this petition, please help and sihn it. i LOVE YOU ALL!!!!!"
NLINE PETITION CREATED TO SUPPORT PARIS HILTON
To sign the FREE PARIS HILTON petition to
Governor Schwarzenegger that I have created...
please go here:
http://www.ipetitions.com/petition/PH21781
I urge all fans and supporters and all that are outraged by injustice to sign this petition."
What do you say we have a little fun with this petition? I am going to. Sure, I'll sign it, Paris, but it won't be in favor of your dumb ass being pardoned.
I hope the bitch gets what she deserves. Sign the petition Smackaholics, and tell the stupid twat what we think of her!
Heh.
(See the entire petition and Spicy's response in the comments of this post.)
Both Paris and Kathy Hilton are livid over the jail sentence handed to Paris by a Los Angeles judge.
Paris spoke out first to photographers outside her home Saturday. "I told the truth..I feel that I was treated unfairly and that the sentence is both cruel and unwarranted. I don't deserve this."
Kathy Hilton ranted to Hollywood.com this weekend. "This is pathetic and disgusting, a waste of taxpayers' money with this nonsense. It is a joke."
Paris' claim all along has been that she was unaware her driving privileges had been revoked when she was stopped for driving without headlights on February 27. Her blue Bentley was impounded.
Hilton's lawyer, Howard Weitzman, says he will appeal "to modify the sentence."
Hilton is blaming the entire incident on her longtime publicist, Elliott Mintz. She claims he told her that she was allowed to drive for work-related reasons after the first 30 days of her license suspension.
In Touch magazine is reporting that Hilton fired Mintz over the weekend.SourceSource
Yet Nicole still has a valid license and is driving the street of Hollywood having fender benders. According to TMZ, officials have no idea why the two cases are varying so much.
