Every time you turn around, there's another story about Jennifer Aniston and Angelina Jolie. Will they run into each other at the Oscars (umm, no?) Every time I read one of these stories, I find myself wondering why we still care about the issue that brought their two names together in tabloid heaven back in 2005. Jennifer is still talking about it, Angelina leaks little mentions of it and everyone eats it up. I mean, when the cover of Vogue turns into a comment about Team Jolie vs. Team Aniston, it begs the question: why do we care so much?
I have a theory and it's not groundbreaking but maybe this will start the healing. My theory is that Jennifer Aniston's situation is pretty much every woman's nightmare: your man leaves the house one day to go to work and meets some sexy, slinky co-worker who pushes his buttons in all the right ways and he winds up leaving you. Now, never mind that there could have been problems with the relationship to begin with or any other underlying factors. There's always that ingrained fear in the back of your head that when your man leaves the house, you trust him to come back. One day, Brad decided he didn't want to come home and moved on to have children and a whirlwind life with the woman he met at work. That has to be tough to take and makes us infinitely sympathetic to Aniston.
With the world firmly divided into two camps, Team Aniston and Team Jolie (and I imagine there is a small camp out there that is slowly gaining ground called Team I-Don't-Care-Anymore,) the world continues to replay this tragedy over and over again, pitting these two women together in the ring for some kind of catfight. The Oscars telecast drew gasps when an obviously nervous Aniston presented on stage in front of Jolie and Pitt and the cameras cut to Jolie laughing a little too hard at Aniston's joke. The satisfaction we desire cannot be had. These two women are not going to throw down in a Celebrity Deathmatch for the cameras. Our hunger for a smackdown between these two women is just not going to happen. Nothing to see here. Move along.
I truly wish them both the best. I hope that Angelina and Brad have a football team worth of kids and save the planet. I hope Jennifer Aniston meets some fabulous guy who will love her and make all her dreams come true. But most of all I hope that we can move past what happened so as a collective consciousness we can all put it behind us. What's done is done and the sooner we can stop replaying Aniston's nightmare experience over and over again in our mental recordings, perhaps the better for all of us. Team Aniston and Team Jolie: let's hug it out so everyone can just move on with our lives.