She's got a ticket to ride, and she don't care

The rumors began when Paul (aka the 'cute' Beatle) took a trip to France by himself. Personally, I don't know why he took a mere vacation in France. Why doesn't he simply buy France, since he could easily afford it? McCartney is so rich that periodically the Queen hits him up for a fiver so she can pay the milkman. But, that is beside the point.

What is the point is that Paul and Heather are splitsville and divorce lawyers are rubbing their hands. Why did this turn out badly? It's anybody's guess. Maybe she was just a day tripper. Maybe she no longer wanted to be part of the 'Macca' magical mystery tour. Maybe it's just something as prosaic as being just another day in the life. But, I read the news today and, oh boy. I was gobsmacked. This means, if nothing else, that a bonding experience on an ice-floe is just not ideal marriage therapy, despite the advice they might have been given.

So, what happened? In the first place, it's no secret that McCartney's kids hated Heather's guts. Maybe they had reasons, or maybe they just saw her as another Anna Nicole Smith salivating over the estate she was going to be left when the old fart joins Lucy with her diamonds way up in the sky. Or, maybe Heather discovered that McCartney, adept a tunesmith as he might be, was really an excruciatingly boring guy.

Let's face it. Paul is really, really boring. Have you ever heard an interview? Excruciating. Lennon may have been a self-indulgent prick, but he was never boring, even when he was firmly ensnared in the Ono clutches. But, Paul was boring. He was an English front-parlor on a rainy November Sunday afternoon of the sort that makes you wonder whether you want another cuppa, or to get drunk, or to slash your wrists in the upstairs loo. But, you might ask, if he is so boring, how could he have been so successful? Well, he was a successful collaborator. Working in tandem with Lennon, some really good musical things happened of the sort that provided an exclamation point for an era. But, Paul solo? Did you ever really listen to Wings? Did you ever listen to Wings more than once? Exactly my point. Remember, this was the guy who penned Ebony and Ivory, for which the far more talented Stevie Wonder should hang his head in shame for having agreed to be a part thereof.

Paul was always boring. Let's face it, despite the sadness of Linda's premature death, she was boring, so they were a good match in that regard. Their obsessive veganism was boring. I don't care if somebody wants to eat library paste as a lifestyle choice, just don't ram it down my throat (figuratively speaking). No, Paul and Linda had their little farm, and Maggie the sheepdog, and lived like country squires when they weren't pontificating about how superior their lifestyle was to everybody else's. Well, maybe, and not to be callous, but Linda is no longer with us, whereas Keith Richards is still falling out of palm trees.

Aside from that, who is this Heather Mills? Well, aside from the obvious fact that she's allegedly a bit on the abrasive side, she is, just like the late Princess Diana (whom she resembles only in 'blonde-ness', and not much else, like being charming, etc.) she is obsessed about landmines. That's a good thing. While landmines and their evils are pretty much motherhood, it is a good cause, nevertheless. Otherwise, she lost a leg back in the early 1990s, and that's sad. I mean, it doesn't excuse a cranky disposition, but it's sad, nevertheless.

What did McCartney see in her? That's hard to say. I mean, this is a man who could snap his fingers and attract some of the more dazzling females on the planet, but he chose Ms. Mills. He obviously saw something, and it's not for us to judge. But, whatever he saw, it obviously didn't have much staying power, since they've only been married since 1994. Mind you, I was once married to someone for 11 months, so who am I to judge.

How is Paul reacting to this sad turn-of-events. Reportedly he is distracting himself with household chores, and it is said he is currently up on his roof -- fixing a hole where the rain gets in. Just to stop his mind from wandering -- where it will ...