Apparently, Whitney Houston died. I only know this because my Facebook account exploded with dozens of Facebook status updates from friends and family all saying something along the lines of "RIP Whitney Houston".
I acknowledge that yes, this particular artist was very much talented, but when was the last time she even made a hit? Actually, that's not the point I'm trying to make.
I don't understand why when a public figure dies, the world goes haywire. Micheal Jackson, for an example, was a great artist. A little strange, may or may not have been a pedophile (I believe he was a bit eccentric but by no means a pedophile though he might have possibly suffered from arrested development understandably, but that's also not relevant to this topic), tons of cash to burn which he did quite successfully, might I add. He dies and the world was in mourning.
My point here is, I don't understand the mourning of a person you never actually knew in life. Just because they're a public figure and maybe you admire their work, you're going to be sad when they pass away?
Other then providing you with entertainment and being highly overpaid to do such, why are we bereaved when they die?
A good percentage of them are responsible for their own deaths. As of now, we don't know what happened to Whitney Houston, but considering her jaded pass, it's not hard to figure out what went wrong. Kind of like Marilyn Monroe, Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Elvis Presley, Anna Nicole Smith, Amy Winehouse (well, that's a special circumstance), Heath Ledger, the list goes on and on and on.
Celebrities die. They are after all, human. Surprise!
Everyone mentioned aboved loved by fans for one reason or another, but at the end of the day, their job in life was to entertain us, which they all did successfully. They were also financially compensated quite well for their services, and though they all died tragic deaths, it was pretty much all self inflicted.
Maybe I'm just heartless, but I don't understand people mourn the death of public figures. What you know about them, is what they allowed you to see. You enjoyed their work, I get that. But the world moves on. Kind of like if one us "average Joes" were to die (inside joke ;) )
The difference is, no random stranger gives a shit if YOU die, cause they didn't know you and/or you weren't that entertaining or maybe you were fat and ugly, or maybe you were just a straight up asshole. Hell, sometimes people that you do know don't care if you die. So why are you people mourning over a celebrity?
I would sit here and feed into the bullshit of all the RIP Whitney, or whatever but I feel it's a bit redundant and quite frankly, I don't give a shit.
The only guarantee we have in life is that at one point or another, we will die. So why is everyone so surprised? It should've been expected. My morbidness is starting to kick in, but ce' la vie.