Just feeling a tad blue today after reading of Amy Winehouse’s death.  I never met this chick but I was a fan of her talent.  She had an incredible voice and I appreciated her songwriting skills.  It is sad to think of how much of a gift she had, and I would never condemn her, I know first hand what addiction is all about.  I know how damning and imprisoning it can sometimes feel.  Just when you think you get away from it, the damn demon comes roaring back at you.  Sometimes when you are angry, sad, happy, whenever that vulnerable moment comes, that damn thing is there.  I do not know if this is what has caused her death, but I do know she had her problems, like everyone.

It is pathetic to see those gloating over this woman’s problems.  Why do so many delight in destruction?  It is so easy to destroy.  That is what this weekend has been all about.  Norway, Winehouse, the national debt next?  It is difficult to build something, yet the press feeds off it. Vultures. But at least vultures have a purpose.  This insidious thing has none except to tear down.  I will never understand it fully, not while there is so much out there to build up, to hope for, to do…