Look, I know this week has been a bit of a doozy. We watched some seriously messed up stuff happen in Norway and it's seriously got to have some of my good friends broken up. Remember how we felt after Oklahoma City?
Our thoughts are with Oslo. We all know that. That's not even a question, because we're a world of mostly good people who have very little actual tolerance for assholes.
We also woke up today to learn about the unsurprising, and yet still tragic death of troubled songstress, Amy Winehouse.
People are outraged that we seem to have forgotten Oslo in the midst of all the sudden star-fever, and some are even speaking and acting with hostility--toward Amy.
I want us to stop and think about that for a minute. We're all pissed off at some poor girl who made one too many bad decisions and threw away a gift because she had the gall to die.
How fucked up is that?
Is it terrible we've taken our eyes off the ball that is what the attack on Oslo means for European politics to stare slack-jawed at the rubble of the life of a genuinely talented vocalist? Yeah, yeah it is.
But it's not her fault. All she did was die. Its something someday each of us (without fail) will do.
So, at the risk of coming across all Chris Crocker, can I ask everyone to just leave the dead be? Lay off Amy. The kid clearly had too much on her plate in this life--whether you believe in an afterlife or not, can we just agree to not blame her for the fact that our country is so star-obsessed that we let the media drop the ball in order to stare at a famous corpse.
Please stop. You're supposed to be grownups.