Monday, 8 August 2011
Back to Black...
During my quiet time away from the Interwebs, I was rocked by two news items...
I mainly gain my news via the Internet, so I did miss it when I could not, but with 24 hour rolling television news stations, you're never too far away from a story. Or so it seems.
I was in tears at the news of the terribly early death of lovely little Amy Winehouse.
I know her story has been everywhere, but I could not let it pass without saying that I feel so strongly that she should not have died.
How can someone so young, so pretty, so talented, so bright, have burned out at such an early age?
I loved her music and felt she harkened back in some ways to a sweeter, more innocent era in some respects.
Unfortunately, the lure of drugs is never innocent. Or sweet.
Suffice it to say, she has left a little legacy of treasure.
I really feel for her loving and long-suffering parents and family. And Amy herself, who seemed to me like a little girl who was afraid to grow up, and who seemed not to be able to love herself enough.
Now sadly she never will...
The second story concerns our neighbours in Norway.
I mourn for your tragedy, my friends.
I am so sorry for your grave losses.
I mourn your country's lost innocence in some ways...
Life will never be quite the same again, I fear...
So much talent. So many beautiful and bright young things.
Lost to a right-wing madman.
I am so sorry for what path your lives must now run along, my friends.
Such treasure now stilled...
May you all find peace in time.
I wish this for you, along with love.