Obviously one would have be living underneath a rock not to have heard of the death of Whitney Houston. The speculation, the rumors, what lead to the death, what could have been done, what should not have been done, but in the end, another life extinguished at the age of 48, before the life of many truly to begin. Yet after someone dies, we tend to gain a fresh appreciation for those who have left us, the famous especially.
Some have said that death is perhaps one of the best things that could have ever happened to a celebrity. As morbid as that might in fact seem, there is some kernel of truth to the matter. And the kernel of truth is that celebrities do get trust into the spotlight when they die. It is a media feeding frenzy in some cases. People who are fans tend to appreciate the work of the fallen even more. And people who didn't really think much of the people when they lived, tend to realize their contributions.
We have seen many people succumb to their own mortality in recent years among the famous. There have been personal demons, as the price of fame can be a steep one. It can be a deadly, dangerous road to travel right down to in the end. Some really do excel in that environment but others to tend to fold to the harshest of vices, the most deadly of poisons. Life is more often than not hard.
Whitney Houston, many were fans, many claim to be, many show respects, and many were saddened. Just like Michael Jackson, just like Heath Ledger, just like many others in the years. We tend to immortalize their work onto a brand new pedestal. Despite the sins of the life, it takes a tragic and sudden end, before we realize the connection we have had to a person. And many have felt that connection.
It is not just with celebrities mind you. Family, friends, whatever, we all feel it when they leave. But obviously the news media aren't going to speak much about them. We never truly know what we have until it is gone.
