‘Heartless’: Extreme Hugh meltdown revealed

It’s a good thing that the medieval stocks were done away with about the time the wimple went out of fashion because otherwise I fear that there would be a bunch of people stocking up on rotten fruit right now. (But eggs? In this economy?)

The target: Hugh Jackman, the biceps himself who has gone from spankingly adored heart-throb to right proper scoundrel, all over the end of his 27-year marriage to actress Deborah-Lee Furness.

There’s really nothing like an internet scorned or at least feeling like they had been sold a monogamous lemon.

“Zero respect.” “So disappointed in him”. “I hope Deb takes him to the cleaners.”

The commenterati, on news stories and social media, are very clearly taking the end of the Jackman-Furness union not so much badly as narrowing their eyes and starting to sharpen their pitchforks.

It’s a stunning reversal of fortune for the man formerly known as Our Hugh and who was about one charming media appearance or him being papped bounding out of t...
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