By John Hubbuch
Prior to her recent death I thought Whitney Houston was a singer with a really good voice who had drug problems, and had gotten beaten up from time to time by an abusive spouse. But I guess I was wrong. The 24/7 media coverage suggested that she was one of the most significant people of the century. Her life, death and funeral were the lead story on CBS,NBC and ABC- not just Entertainment Tonight. There were a number of two hour specials. I was told that her music was the ' soundtrack of our lives".
So you can imagine my guilt and costernation because I must say that I was and am utterly indifferent to her death. Now don't get me wrong. I'm sorry for her family and friends. I'm sorry that one of the almost 7 billion of us has died. On the day of her death a Mexican farmer, an Italian lawyer and a Californian homeless person also died, and each was hpoefully mourned by people who had loved them. I hope.
Ms. Houston was a really good singer, but the coverage seemed essentially exploitative. Just an excuse to sell more Viagra and Advil. It's hard to tell whether many people really cared, or whether the media told us we cared, and so we did. Our maybe it's the electronic opiate we need to keep us from thinking about our broken governments and Iranian nukes.
All of this is probably moot because once poor Whitney is laid in the ground she'll be forgotten. No. I almost forgot. There's the story of her autopsy and whether she overdosed and whether her doctors are complicit. So I guess we will care about her for a little while longer.