Amy Winehouse is being mocked for dying, Bill O'Reilly believes that, by definition, no true Christian could commit mass murder, and I'm sick of everybody and their rash judgments and outspoken opinions. I don't think it's a stretch to say that most of these people hold their self-image as one that should be revered by everyone.
On facebook, on the day that Amy Winehouse was found dead, an ex-girlfriend of a very good friend of mine said something along the lines of, "How did Amy Winehouse die? Oh wait, hahaha!" I suppose I could be wrong, but I took this to mean, "Amy Winehouse overdosed? Of course she did, hahaha!" In my mind, that's the equivalent of saying, "Your grandmother died of cancer? Of course she did, she had been battling it for the past five years. hahaha!" I don't know. I mean, as far as I know, people seem to have certain proclivities or predispositions towards addictions. Was this facebookie's offhand comment a general denunciation of addicts as lesser people? Or maybe it's blaming her for using her voice to try to make something of her life (funny, considering the aspirations of this particular person)? More likely, I'd say it's disgust that someone seemingly so irresponsible could be ungrateful in an international spotlight (I'd say this would have to be the most elementary of mindsets as fame and fortune aren't cures for... anything).
Underneath it all, this could simply be a grudge against a person I didn't particularly like in the first place. Pretty petty, I suppose, but it's made me a little more empathetic.
Oh, and Bill O'Reilly's just an asshole. Is he really that stupid and self-righteous?
What's happening to me? Am I really passive-aggressively confronting friends' ex-girlfriends and Bill O'Reilly in the one aspect of my life that's meant to be a refuge from the trivialities of tabloids and news commentators with blinders?
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