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A Whitney Houston sex tape is the last thing the public needs. Frankly, this smacks of peddling necrophilia. After all, Houston was little more than a walking corpse when her cad of a lover recorded the tapes in question. Now she’s dead, and unable to defend her honor. Whitney Houston sex tapes Ray J was… Read more.
I’m embarrassed to say that when I heard the news of Whitney Houston’s death, I was almost as shocked that she was still alive as I was that she had just died. Mind you, nobody was a bigger fan than I. It’s just that I’ve been commenting on her demise for so many years that… Read more.
I, Whitney! Whack on crack? Whitney Houston is losing her battle with drugs. A year ago, almost to this day, I published a despairing post to this effect. She manifested the tell-tale ravages of drug abuse on her face and in her voice. I lamented her cracked-out look. I also derided her fatuous denials about using drugs. Of course, there… Read more.
