It'd be poetic justice if Bill kicks the bucket first.
The Pitts aren't the Kennedys.
Maybe they can compete with the Kennedys when it comes to morals, but financially they're trailer trash paupers by comparison.
With Pitt renting, living, and drinking in Boston, DUmmy Jane was draining the family bank account at a fearsome pace.
Then she has the expense of bankrolling the "Truthout" blog and its stable of misfits, in order for Bill to have a place to post his comical rants.
And now the useless drunken Will has taken on a tattooed bride and a whelp.
I suspect that barrel of trust money, earned mid-century by long-dead working Pitts, is getting much lighter.
DUmmy Raven isn't looking good. If born in 1945, she hasn't aged well at all.
For all we know she's as much a drunkard as Bill.
But the drunken Will is rapidly approaching borrowed time.
It's extremely rare, nigh impossible, for an obese, sedentary alcoholic to die of old age.
There's a much better than even chance that DUmmy Raven, despite her already-decrepit condition, will survive her drunken offspring.
If she doesn't, it's still a win-win proposition.
