First, I have to say how very sad Houston Whitney's death is. I still remember her remarkable performance singing the National Anthem whatever year that was at Super Bowl -- being blown away by her voice and how incredibly beautiful she was that day.
But now, the cable news stations have kicked in with their idiotic prattling -- made worse by the available so-called experts called suddenly in to give ridiculous commentary. One self-proclaimed "popular culture expert" just said that Whitney's death is a "travesty." No it isn't. He needs to check that word in a dictionary. Another guy said, "I'm still shocked by the news." Really? They don't even know the cause of death yet; the news has been public for one hour now, and you're "still" shocked?? Within an hour, we'll be hearing about how we all need to start "healing."
And the thing I hate the most is the robotic building of memorials. Let's lash those teddy bears to the chain link fences, bring flowers, candles and photos with handwritten notes. It's like we don't know how to grieve so we repetitively mimic what we see on television. Maybe it makes people feel better to lash a teddy bear to a fence, but I don't get it. Within the hour, there will be candles burning on the sidewalk outside the Beverly Hils Hotel.
I gotta turn off the TV. The idiotic news anchor just asked another "pop culture expert:" Do you think Whitney Houston will be remembered for her voice?
Hmmmm... Yeah, I think so.