Stat! Somebody get Julia Roberts on the Phone!

Anybody with the private number to Julia Roberts is urged to pick up the phone and get her to La La Land in a hurry: Britney is in need of some loving.

The pap’s magnification of Britney’s human frailties is reaching an all-time high. Now they’ve got her pinned to the wall with a photo allegedly texting while driving through a red light. Now don’t go thinking I’m an apologist for poor little Brit. What I am is a scold to the sleaze media who are unthinkingly ruining at least three people’s lives: Brit’s and babies’ Sean and Jayden.

Can’t wait to hear what the court monitor has to say about this one. No, she is not crouching in the front seat of Brit’s Benz in fear of Brit’s driving: she looks rather to be hiding her face from the cameras. Will she give Los Angeles Superior Court Commissioner Scott Gordon a first-person account of what it is like to be stalked by the media? I hope so. And for the claims that Fed-Ex deserves the Father of the Year Award, let me pose this question: why, then, when TMZ.com et al. write about his fatherly virtues they never actually have any PICTURES of Mr. Federline with his children in his arms? All I’ve ever seen is Nanny, Security Guard and Grandma. But when the two wee ones are with Brit, she is the one who is holding them.

I appreciate it when I hear that celebs like George Clooney and Julia Roberts are feeling Brit’s pain. Too bad that Brit doesn’t have the breeding cred that the two A-listers have. Hollywood’s leading lady Roberts is quoted in December’s Vanity Fair as saying she wants to park Brit in her guest house and show her the ropes. Here’s my plea that Brit actually takes her up on the offer.