Amy Winehouse has finally reversed her long-held opinion of rehab and checked herself in.
Her record label, Universal Music Group, released the following statement:
“Amy decided to enter the facility today after talks with her record label, management, family and doctors. She has come to understand that she requires specialist treatment to continue her ongoing recovery from drug addiction.”
Her decision comes a few days after a video of her smoking crack surfaced in the British press, which may lead to legal troubles for the pop singer.
Thank god, it sounds like she’s going to need a new hit song.
Sorry Miss Winehouse. It’s too late for you. I actually know a crack-head. A family member. Regular coke first, then crack for the next 20 years. The only rehab for a crack-head is death. I’m not saying it to be mean. I’m saying it because I know. Clean for a while then he disappears for days or weeks. Steals from his family, his kids, stores, you name it. It screwed him up so badly that now he’s a textbook psychopath. Without the murdering. But then who knows? You vanish into the west side of Chicago for a few days in a crack fueled haze, hallucinating the whole time, what is a person like that capable of doing?
Obviously being trailed by a bunch of camera men diminishes the odds of her murdering someone, and even a loser like her has enough money to support a habit for a while, but I bet she isn’t wealthy enough to do it for the next 10-20 years without resorting to stealing, hooking, and whatever else they do for drugs.
And if they had to talk her into going into rehab, well, that doesn’t work. My friends’ been in rehab 6 times. Am I unsympathetic? No. But I’m pissed off and frustrated that someone I used to look up too is now some degenerate scumbag. She’s no better.
“Thank god, it sounds like she’s going to need a new hit song.”
Funniest thing I read all day.