After the initial shock that followed the sudden and horrible death of England's Princess Diana in Paris over the weekend, the search for blame began. The obvious suspect: Her limousine's driver, his blood-alcohol level three times the legal limit, who reportedly taunted the celebrity-chasing photographers, daring them to try to catch his car.
But there are a number of people who have fingered the photographers who stalk the famous in search of fodder for the tabloids. The target of that sort of attention, a person who never gets a break from the flashing lights, might easily abandon good sense and flee in panic, like a deer in the woods trying to escape a pack of wild dogs.
Whoever emerges as the villain of choice in this sad story, making any sense of what happened requires us to acknowledge two things. The first is that there is a market for this sort of gossip, and those who are buying the tabloids in which it's contained are the ones who fuel the search for ever-more-titillating information about celebrities. If you buy tabloids, you're paying part of the bill for the great celebrity chase.