The article I chose for today, is about Whitney Houston's death. She died relatively young, at only 48 years old. She was the guest in a hotel room below hers. The cause of death is still under investigation.
I agree with the rest of the world that her death is sad. I feel bad for her daughter and other relatives. However, I hate that the world will wallow in the death of a celebrity for weeks or even months after they die. Yet, when a military officer or some little old lady who helped out at a soup kitchen dies, they are lucky to have a few words in the local newspaper. I hate that we value people's lives by how much money they make or how pretty they are. I think every life should be valued equally. Let the drug addict have the same respect as the famous football player. After all, our bodies all end up in the ground in the end. (Well, unless you are cremated, but you get my point.)
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