We have heard for weeks that Courtney Love’s smack problem is spiraling out of control again and now it is affecting her child custody rights. Personally to me, Courtney Love is the poster child of people who shouldn’t breed, but she did it anyways (notably with Kurt Cobain and was most likely on heroin at the time). Courtney has an 11 year-old daughter, Frances Bean, who is probably more coherent and stable than her 39 year-old mother which shows what too many drugs can do to a person.

Hey, if someone does drugs in moderation and does not affect their daily lives and jobs then it is none of my business. But for Courtney Love to not have her crap together by the time she is almost 40 and on the verge of losing her kid in the process, that is a pathetic way to go through life. People like Courtney drive me crazy; to have everything (including a budding acting career), and to still claim doing smack as their favorite pastime.

Obviously, Love is looking for attention which may have played a role in this new case of praying to the plastic needle or silver spoon. Her new album, out February 10, will most likely debut outside the top 50 of the Billboard Charts and probably won’t gain anything from there. So instead of popping a boob out like Janet Jackson, Courtney took the grunge style of bringing attention to themselves: Use lots of drugs.

It’s not like Love was a model citizen years ago, quite frankly she has always been a mess. Fifteen years ago, she played a junkie in “Sid and Nancy”; somehow I think it wasn’t much of a stretch for her. She hiked her skirt up, letting guys see the nasty goods at Lollapalooza, years ago. She has thrown compact makeup mirrors (while probably high) at Madonna. And even after her Hollywood breakthrough in the 1996 flick The People vs. Larry Flyntshe had all the classic makings of something. Nope, not Oscar Winner… the word I was looking for was “skank”. To me, Courtney Love is a parasite who feeds off people until she gets what she wants and then fires up the spoon again.

Case in Point #1: Now-deceased husband Kurt Cobain. In my opinion, Courtney married Kurt just as her old band, Hole, was starting to get exposure. I think she married Kurt to get signed by a major label and absolutely provided no help to her husband, dealing with drug addiction as well. God, we lose Layne Staley and Kurt Cobain, but Courtney is still around (great trade off!) Rent the movie “Kurt and Courtney” at Blockbuster; hell, they even go as far to say that she may have killed him. It’s trippy stuff.

Case in Point #2: Ex-boyfriend Billy Corgan. She slept with Corgan most likely to get him to write songs for her 1998 album Celebrity Skin. It sort of worked and in my opinion it provided Hole with it’s most tolerable song, “Malibu”. Then she dumped Corgan and even bailed on a nationwide tour with Marilyn Manson. Case In Point #3: Suing the other members of Nirvana. Give me a break, she wrote none of the songs and performed on, you guessed it, none of the songs. This was her ultimate sign of greed and surprisingly, she got her way. Somewhere in the afterlife Kurt is turning over in his grave.

Case in Point #4: Actor Edward Norton. She dated Norton to most likely get movie gigs and she ends up in Oscar caliber stuff, like Trapped. You’d need to be high as Courtney to actually like that flick.

Case In Point #5: Howard Stern. She calls Stern’s show sounding strung out and proclaimed she’s a good mother. She wouldn’t have called Stern if her album wasn’t coming out. Stern dismissed her and joked, even saying she was a bad mother. There’s an understatement.

So, now that I am done rambling, it seems to me like even the king of the music junkies himself, Scott Weiland, has more of his crap together than Courtney Love does. At least he knows the number to the rehab office and goes when he needs to. I doubt if Courtney can remember when to pick up her kid for school or the numbers for her agent and record company. In the immortal words of Budweiser, “Knowing when to say when” would help Courtney out immensely in this situation. This woman makes me sick.

Courtney, Art Hates You.