Tragedy? No, just an addict's suicide.
HOW cheap we've made that word "tragedy".
This week it's littered column after column of newsprint as the "husband" and friends of TV producer Kevin McGee lament his death.
He, you've probably already forgotten, "married" Little Britain's Matt Lucas a few years back, then sank into drug addiction.
They split up over this and McGee's promiscuity. Now he's been found hanged in his Edinburgh flat, leaving an internet note declaring that death was preferable to living.
A shock for Matt Lucas, who paid time and time again for treatment to wean his lover from cocaine, yes. But tragedy? I think not.
Tragedies afflict the innocent, not those who court them. A tsunami or drought is a tragedy. The blighted existence of Sutton Coldfield's tiny Cerys Edwards at the hands of an arrogantly speeding youth is a tragedy.
McGee, in his thirties, knew the risks of cocaine and continued to wager he could beat it.
That he had made his life so intolerable that he decided to end it, isn't a tragedy. Simply a choice.
The same applies to the death of a couple of London drug dealers this week - both described as tragedies by their mothers.
One shot dead the other in a turf war and was then gunned down by the dead man's gang members.
That should go under the heading of a street clean-up, certainly not a tragedy.
In happier times: Matt Lucas and Kevin McGee.
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|Publication:||Birmingham Mail (England)|
|Date:||Oct 16, 2009|
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