A mere few days in jail can change a girl's life, really it can.
The vapidly vain can find god (wow, bet that's never happen in a jail before); imagine untold selfless good deeds that will be executed upon release; and brain cells, hitherto in hibernation, come budding forth to form new connections; all this and much more.
It's all rather wonderful and breathtaking.
I'm almost impressed that
I'm almost impressed that Paris "felt caged" during her first bout of incarceration (which led to her aborted home detention caper), as she was in fact "caged" and recognizing such shows that she has a remarkably deep understanding of her surroundings at any given time.
Although, let’s not get too excited over her transformation. Paris told Barbara Walters (well, why waste your precious phone calls on loved ones, when you can talk to the press?) that “god had released her”, which is not in any strict sense true, since she is, after all, still behind bars. Still, it sounds as though they have her on some pretty neat drugs if she thinks that god has intervened and let her out.
[Sorry, no link – if you feel compelled, try searching on “Barbara Walters: God has released me” – there’s a video. Earlier written copy seems to have vanished.]