By Andrew L. Jaffee

Once again, I say, “Gimme Shelter from the Hypocrite Rolling Stones.” Guitarist Keith Richards is the archetype for the phrase “ate up,” but I never realized how far his depravity went. The latest news is downright disgusting:

“The strangest thing I’ve tried to snort? My father. I snorted my father,” Richards was quoted as saying by British music magazine NME.

“He was cremated and I couldn’t resist grinding him up with a little bit of blow. My dad wouldn’t have cared,” he said. “… It went down pretty well, and I’m still alive.”