Encyclopedia Brown and the case of the Meta Exes



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What is it with Exes of celebrities making "meta," veiled, cryptic comments about their tabloidal tribulations by singing along to music? Charmed, I'm sure (Averted Gaze). Granted, it is probably the best way to break the eerie silence that comes when a snarky DJ on purpose plays the music of the dude who just cleft thine heart in twain. An d then the stares -- the stares!. We suppose sin ging along with a smile like a skeletal riktor firmly attached to the puss is the best way out of such a no-win situation, no? First, from our favorite superhero gossip duo Rush and Molloy, we have the curious case of the former mrs. Eddie Murphy:

"Eddie Murphy's estranged wife, Nicole Mitchell, tore up the dance floor at The Plumm Saturday night to Kanye West's "Gold Digger." But our clubgoer reports that "during the part where the words go 'We want prenup,' she sang out with a smile, 'We DON'T want prenup, we DON'T want prenup!' "

Very meta, this: multi-dimensional communication with hints of Robbe-Grillet. And, from Style:

"Cameron Diaz got the party started for fashion week, banquet-dancing at the bash our brother site, Men.Style.com, threw in honor of Rag & Bone's well-received collection. The leggy beauty had missed the show, but rallied late to Tenjune to demonstrate her love for designers David Neville and Marcus Wainwright. A collective gasp went out among the masses when the DJ played Rock Your Body, by her ex, Justin Timberlake, but she mouthed the words and two songs later was bouncing in her seat."

Alas, Timberlake's Trousersnake has, it appears, slithered on rather noisily towards Scarlet Johansen's "seat (Exaggerated cough suggesting feigned detachment)"