Go Team Katie...

Before you say anything, no I can't believe I'm posting this either. But I don't care what anyone says about Katie Price - I like her. She's a survivor and a battler and you just can't keep the woman down. She's got balls which is more than can be said for that snivelling ex husband of hers.

I can't bear him and his public pity party. His 'poor me all I care about is being a good daddy' act (whilst he simultaneously implies constantly through the worlds media that the mother of his children is unfit and a slut to boot) makes me want to chuck. He has done everything he can to publicly shame his ex-wife and destroy her reputation whilst still managing to cling on to the moral high ground by playing the victim, and I personally fail to understand how he can square his professed commitment to putting the needs of his children first with his active collusion in the medias bashing of their mother.

Price on the other hand has always deliberately courted the media - she is a canny woman who understands well the symbiotic relationship enjoyed by the press and so called celebrities - and who tries to exploit that relationship to her advantage. But she has never pretended otherwise. There is nothing coy or disingenuous about Price, she knows full well that the press attention is her bread and butter and she makes no apologies for that. Peter Andre however is supposedly a musician. A musician who used the pain of his recent divorce to promote his latest album.

I personally think that it is specifically Prices refusal to hide and act as though she is ashamed that makes her so unpopular. If she was photographed mascara streaked and blubbing and issued a press release stating that she was suffering from 'exhaustion' and was booking herself in for a stint at the Priory, she would probably find herself soaring in the popularity stakes. The media does love a broken woman after all. But instead she has kept her nose in the air and remarried a man whom she is routinely accused of using and exploiting, despite the fact that he clearly needs her in order to establish his own 'celebrity career' far more than she needs anything from him.

Price is no doubt aware that she's made some mistakes and poor choices in her life (haven't we all), but instead of curling up into a ball and disappearing into a bottomless pit of self-loathing she holds her head up high and keeps walking - and in doing so gives a metaphorical two fingered salute to a salivating misogynist media and its rubber necking consumers - and that is precisely the reason I like her.

GO PRICEY, I say.

Go on, tell me I'm talking bollocks. You know you wanna....