I am so sick of Dr Drew hovering around damaged celebrities like the goddamn Angel of Death, waiting for them to screw up so he can get some air time on Extra! Amy Winehouse had been dead for all of 10 minutes before he was EVERYWHERE, spouting those generic platitudes of his and acting like he had the answers that could have saved her. "Well, I think..." BITCH, YOU DIDN'T KNOW AMY. You don't get to THINK anything. Leave her alone. Let her rest in peace for A DAY – AT THE VERY LEAST – before you start camera whoring in her name. I get that he's the "go-to" guy for the media on all matters of celebrity dysfunction, but to me he's like one of those cats in the nursing home who shows up at your bed right before you die. He's creepy and smug and pompous and just plain awful. He has to go. He makes me long for the good old days of Dr Joyce Brothers' comforting ubiquity. Even Dr Ruth press whored in a more pleasant way than this guy. He is THE WORST.