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It was the above headline that offered relief to many On This Day in Lohan History. It had been a hard few days for Lohan watchers in late November 2006 marked by sleepless nights and general confusion that began on November 27th when video surfaced of Lindsay making the following shocking claim about friend and fellow superstar Paris Hilton:
“I’m saying this on tape. She hit me for no reason, apparently, at my friend’s house. I didn’t know she would be there and she hit me with a drink and poured it all over me. It hurts and it’s not OK. I’m sorry for everyone who thinks I’m crazy but I’m just trying to act.”
Apparently there had been a falling out between the two friends that began when Paris started spending time with permanently horny pop singer Britney Spears who had filed for divorce from her husband and the father of her two children, Kevin Federline, on November 7. Before Lindsay issued her impromptu statement to whatever paparazzi were congregated at whatever hotel she had been staying at, she was seen leaving the party while yelling “cokehead” in Hilton’s general direction!
When reached for comment, Paris’s seemingly embalmed rep, played down the situation saying, “I believe that a drink was thrown at Britney and Paris. I believe that harsh words were exchanged. But in recent days and recent weeks you will notice that Lindsay has said some very disturbing and very unpleasant things about Paris. Some of those words I would not repeat. I’m sure she’s a better person and a better actress. This kind of ranting against Paris has to stop. Paris does not insult anybody. Paris does not call people names. She doesn’t make false accusations.” Regarding whether or not Paris hit Lindsay he had this to say, “It’s not true. At no time did Paris ever throw anything at Lindsay. At no time did Paris ever hit her, assault her, touch her or make any physical contact with her. This is really troubling and very disturbing. It’s a very serious accusation when you say somebody hit them.”
Apparently everyone’s publicists realized that this is the sort of controversy that should be capitalized on quickly and as sensationally as possible and the following day Lindsay was photographed with both Britney and Paris! Either that or the power of true friendship prevailed. The trio even squeezed into Paris’s car to make the most of the photo op. Before driving off that night, Linds made the following zombie-like statement to whatever paparazzi were gathered outside of whatever club the three were partying at, “Paris never hit me. She’s my friend. Everyone lies about everything… please leave us alone. We’re friends…She’s a good girl. She’s a nice person. Please stop trying to make us hate each other.” Because that is what everyone had been spending all of their time doing, making Paris hate Lindsay and Lindsay hate Paris.
In February of the following year, Britney and Paris again were photographed out and about together. Unfortunately Lindsay missed the opportunity to make it onto the cover of a national news weekly because she was in the middle of a stay in rehab.
Ken Russell, who died on Sunday, reviews The Citizen Kane book for Films and Filming. May 1972.
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Deborah Kerr in From Here to Eternity. Fred Zinnemann. 1953
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Stupid Stupid Stupid. Black Grape. 1997.
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A handwritten to-do list up for auction on this site gives us a glimpse into John Lennon‘s Howard Hughes years. It seems as though Lennon had trouble understanding the technological mumbo jumbo coming out of the mouth of the “HBO guy” during his last encounter with him and has decided to delegate interacting with him to some underling (possibly Fred).
Also we see that items on his reading list include this book about the Hope Diamond and possibly this book written by Margaret Trudeau. And while you’re at it can you ask Sam Green about returning that Thor Heyerdahl book? We also see that weighing on his mind was the status of his hair dryer and learn that the hook on the bathroom door was kicking Lennon’s ass. Rock and Roll.
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Jean-Pierre Melville directs Alain Delon in Le Cercle rouge. 1970.
Inner sleeve of The Cost of Living EP. The Clash. 1979.
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