Those who rise to the top in that world are called "reporters" (collectively, "The Media"). Those at the bottom are called "gossips".
Same shit, different pay.
So it makes sense that when someone much talked about passes away, the ensuing murmuring turns that world into a gurgling vat of word cum.
On and on and on, the wearying categorization, theory, conjecture.
Amazingly, the inhabitants of that world are - I say - disingenuously shocked when incessantly speaking negatively about someone, and encouraging that speaking by paying attention to it, leads to that someone's demise.
What a sad, sorry-assed species.
