No Mercy for Ledger

I’ve never quite understood why the media and paparazzi continue to leech the blood out of celebrities even when they’re well and truly dead. Assuming it is in the public’s interest to know, the amount of shit they stir for the sake of stirring is ridiculous. They force random pieces of information which may not even bear any real significance or be in any logical, chronological order and try to make sense of it… without really making sense.

They like to include juicy, but pointless information like how he was in one of the Olsen twin’s apartment and had sleeping pills (unscattered, despite reports that they were “strewn around the bed“) by his bed (not really a surprising place for them to be), to a 2-year old video about him smoking up the ganja. Shit, I think we’ve solved it. So Ledger must have died from watching too much Full House while crushing sleeping pills in the ganja he smoked two years ago. And now news has arrived that Michelle Williams, his ex-belle, had recently fell in love with some film director and thus led Ledger into deep depression. Meanwhile, Ledger had macked Helena Christensen and Gemma Ward to name a few. I’m sure Ledger was doing okay in the lady-department. But either way, I can’t make any calls like that either.

The media should remember that these people are just as real as any other human being and the real people affected by Ledger, or anyone’s death, have to deal with it all. The following suggestion is never going to be heard, but the media should try to keep their breaking news on sensitive and personal issues tamed by official reports, rather than indulge in secret, cock and bull, inside sources. And god damnit Entertainment Tonight and The Insider needs to change their lame-ass melodramatic voice-over and backing music. Makes me cringe to death.