I agree. Here's an article from the latest issue of Vanity Fair. I wish somehow they could be physically separated from eachother and get some help. I also can't decide if it's drugs, mental illness, or both.
Evi Quaid called from a pay phone in Vancouver to say that she and her husband, Randy, the actor, had tried to drive to Siberia, but they couldnt figure out how to get there. She said, Were running for our lives. She wanted me to meet them the next day in Vancouvers Chinatownwhich couldnt be arranged any other way, as the Quaids dont use cell phones anymore, because, Evi said, theyre tracking us
http://www.vanityfair.com/hollywood/features/2011/01/quaid-201101