When Whitney Houston
died of a drug overdose some weeks back, her passing inspired the sort of
public mourning that makes my skin crawl. I mean, what was so great about her
that her passing was any more significant than any other stiff listed in the
obits that day? And, more to the point:
did you seriously grieve at her passing? Were you filled with melancholy? I was
dubious on all points. She led a train wreck of life, and her death seemed
little more than TMZ fodder. So, why is it that I now find myself participating
in public mourning over the passing of Adam “MCA” Yauch? Good question. [continued after the jump]
