One Hypocritical Blind Vice

Oh, like that's an unusual adjective in this town, huh? People who want it both ways? I swear, Hollywood playahs are just like men sometimes--they want their headlines but don't want to be eaten by them, too. So far, Bitchy Snitchy is getting that double-standard request. See, while B.S. (nice initials, huh?) is busy blasting away 'bout biz that bothers him so much, let's just say his personal life is just as offensive as what he's currently decrying in the media. The nasty nerve! Hmmm, can I be more specific? Possibly. I'll try:

Bitchy, a dude who's long rumored to have a--how shall I say?--very democratic, very generous and very secretive love life, is right now, as we cyber-goss, busy schtupping somebody outside of his well-known love match. Regularly, too. Most regularly--and not all that discreetly, either, interestingly enough. Doncha love it? Guys. So predictable. As is the notion that whenever you hear somebody squawk the loudest, take a second (very close) to look at what they're screamin' 'bout. Oftentimes, it pales in comparison to what they're up to themselves.

It's not:

So Bill is cheatin' on Hillary again?