The Lohan Defense

I am writing in defense of Lindsay Lohan, and this should not be used as evidence against my sanity (I would instead point to the fact I used to collect straws. But only the cool striped ones.).

Blogs have been on fire since some pics surfaced of Lohan tongue-jockeying with her live-in girlfriend, Samantha Ronson, in Cannes. Some douches at ABC even had the temerity to suggest that coming out as bisexual would help her career. Classy.

People are just dishing out cup after cup of crap on the poor girl. The L Word drama of it all! The fact Sam is bringing her care packages to the set of her new movie!

Know why none of this is really that interesting?

Because this is the most normal thing Lohan has ever done. I mean, when was the last time we saw her THIS happy?

Girl is HIGH on love.

And here’s the thing: What if she really enjoys spelunking through some muff cave? Wouldn’t that sure as hell explain away some of her acting-out?

I say, continue on, baby-dyke-in-training! If only for the reason that it might prevent something like this from happening again: