As the world gawks at the last spectacle in the tragic and too short life of Whitney, any outrage toward the culpability of pharmaceuticals will quickly dissipate as self and assisted medication is prescribed to cope with facing the anxiety of such heart-wrenching sadness.  Do we simply not care that the lives of Elvis, Janis, Heath, Michael and countless others of public and private note were medicated away to ease the pain or chase after a good night’s sleep using colorful tabs and easy-to-swallow capsules that, incidentally, may cause headaches or nausea or internal bleeding or increased risk of heart attack or stroke, dryness of the eyes and mouth, coughing, flatulence, hair loss…or death?  I guess not as long as, “there’s a PILL for that”.