The weeping and faux tears you’ll see from the entertainment industry and especially black entertainers regarding Whitney Houston’s self-inflicted demise with be so overboard, phony and non-stop you’ll want to kill all your radios and TVs in the coming days.
Don’t believe a word of it.
Houston, like so very many others in the entertainment industry died because she had no real friends left after destroying any meaningful relationships; and like Elvis, Belushi, Morrison, Joplin, Hendrix, was in the end surrounded only by those protecting their paychecks.
Like the weekly story about the 600-pound idiot who is killing himself with fried chicken and ice cream…. who gets him the fried chicken? There’s your perp.
Sure God gave Houston great talents and she threw it back in His face.
It’s not the first and it won’t be the last time someone has disrespected God and themselves to death.
There will be some glittering and lavish BET extravaganza of overweight black women in garish outfits from Frederick’s barely able to hold back tears over what Houston meant to them. But what did they ever do for her? Pass the pipe?
TV specials will solemnly note her passing and “foundations” and “awards” will be announced, but in the end no will admit the truth:
Whitney Houston is dead because she was a selfish, self-destructive crack-head unwilling to face her demons with courage or conviction, and because the so-called entertainment industry’s dark, soul-less nature took everything she had and plowed straight ahead in a never-ending attempt to wring from her diminished talent and strength the last 30 pieces of silver.
Never fear…. like Elvis, there’s more to be made from the dead…. Whitney’s “Double Re-Mastered Platinum Greatest Hits” will soon be available at Wal-Mart and Popeye’s Fried Chicken outlets near you.
If the entertainment industry cared even a little they would use Houston as a poster girl for cleaning up their own decadent, gratification at all costs, sleazy existence which so often first destroys a person’s talent… then destroys the person who had the talent.
But the industry that killed Houston did not give a damn about her, yet will now shed buckets of alligator tears at her funeral where far lesser talents will fight for a few minutes in spot light to justify the fact they stood by and watched her kill herself.
Could she have been saved from herself? Who knows? Who tried? And in truth I don’t really care…. if you’ve seen one suicide, you’ve pretty much seen them all.
The fact is that no one was willing to lose their connection, employment, free tickets or access to the rich and famous by standing up to her and declaring they they were unwilling to bob along in her wake as she committed a long suicide….
And if someone did… that’s all and the best they could do.
You can only tell someone that “the bridge is out” so many times before you have to jump to save yourself.
Most of the Memphis Mafia stayed with Big “E” until his grotesque end in a fake French antique bathroom because they were desperately hanging on to their paychecks.
And it was the same with Houston and her “posse” who stood by as late as yesterday as she….
….. displayed erratic behavior throughout the afternoon — flailing her hands frenetically as she spoke to Brandy and Monica, skipping around the ballroom in a child-like fashion and wandering aimlessly about the lobby. It was mentioned by a Grammy staffer that security personnel received calls of the singer doing handstands by the pool.
In the end she lived the life that she wanted to live .