Monday, July 25, 2011

I Don't Want to Be Right

A sombre WBI time machine powered reflection this morning; on August 25, 2007 I wrote:
There's a guy in an office on our floor editing a documentary about Amy Winehouse that is being put together by the record company as an extra for a live concert DVD. That is an insignificant thing in itself, but it has made me read the press on the apparent maelstrom of her private life with a little more attention than I might otherwise muster, and with the appreciation that there is a flesh and blood human being at the centre of it.

Reading like that it is so clear that the press cares for nothing but the spectacle itself, and would be vicariously delighted if she did manage to kill herself, that I can't help but feel grubby just following the coverage.
The word turns on its head as Russell Brand (whom I previously considered - without ever watching or reading him - as an ass) writes movingly and with some little insight and compassion about her life and death.
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