This elevator is in free-fall. The latest Amy Winehouse escapade has her being photographed covered in blood and scratches, running away from her husband, Blake Fielder-Civil, to get into a car with strangers, only to be seen locked arm and arm with him mere hours later. It all sounds very stable, much like a day in the life of Britain’s running joke, Pete Doherty. After Winehouse’s alleged drug overdose (of heroin, ecstasy, cocaine, ketamine and alcohol!!!), she jettisoned rehab (a certain song title she must woefully regret by now), and ends up with a very classy and very public domestic dispute. Yep, I’m sure everything’s fine here. Move along.