I don't want to mean or something, but I honestly do not care. I didn't really care about Michael Jackson either. Is it alright if I sit this out and not grieve for people I do not know and have had no dealings with what so ever?
I'm not saying that other folks can't, but strangers judged me when I didn't care about Michael Jackson and I would rather pass on this thing on the second go round. The whole thing of me being expected to care strikes me as absurd. There are thousands of people who I don't know who die on any given day, and I'm pretty sure that some of them contribute far more to my life than Ms. Houston did. Don't get me wrong, she was an amazing singer and was justly one of the most awarded singers of our time, but why does that mean that I would pretend to have feelings that I don't?
I'm sorry if you did feel a connection, but I simply don't. I don't feel the world has appreciably changed or that things are diminished in any significant way. Death happens, and I tend to not care when death happens far away to people I don't know.
I hope this doesn't make me a jerk.
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