In a mad, mad world, how do you know when you've gone mad?

I know there are millions of more important things going on, but I must say that I am very very worried about Ms. Britney Spears.

I've never been a fan, and I don't particularly care for her music. Nevertheless, I feel sorry for the woman.

It has been blatantly obvious, for the past few months, that Ms. Spears has some serious problems. I truly believe that she is in the throes of postpartum psychosis.

All of the partying = self medicating.

The inappropriate attire or lack thereof = clear signs of delusional behaviour.

Last night's spectacular meltdown = the last we'll see of her for a while, I hope.

I truly hope that Ms. Spears has been taken to a safe environment, where she can receive competent psychiatric care.

And truly I hope that all of the jackals - the photographers, the tabloids, the so-called serious media, and the bastards who are hawking her shorn locks on ebay are feeling really proud of themselves right now.

Get well soon, Britney.