And it would be heartless to say “Who’s Surprised?” but I can think of no better response.

This is not another example of me hating another 80’s pop songstress. Houston was not Madonna; her songs are exactly what they should be and nothing more. No harm, no foul, and if I got tired of seeing “I Wanna Dance With Somebody” back in the summer of  ’88 or whenever that was, the fault is undoubtedly mine.

But when you work that hard for that long destroying your body, your body will eventually fail you. Call it sad, call it tragic even, but do not pretend that this comes out of nowhere.

Incidentally, Doris Day is still alive.