Saddest news in the last 15 years or so...

I recently turned on the radio and gave an attentive ear to Alanis Morissette's lyrics: "The old man turned 98. He won the lottery and died the next day." Although the tune originated in 1995, I heard the lyrics for the first time two days ago. I can not think of anything at the moment that resonates with more sadness than the fact that this poor old man had won the big one and then passed on. Lord knows that he had been playing for years and finally picked the correct numbers. I can't believe it taken him that long; I thought everyone scored a winning ticket by age 40. With the jackpot, I imagine that he had planned to build a luxurious home or take a trip around the world. But life had a funny way of kicking the old man in the ass. Just as he tried to make plans...death came out of the shadows. The geriatric got greedy and paid the price. I lost my appetite for the rest of the day having discovered the saddest thing in the past fifteen years or so. I won't be listening to the radio for a long time. I have begun watching the news where things aren't so grim.