Last night Broadway dimmed its lights for Natasha Richardson, who died Wednesday after a freak accident on a ski slope. Her family and friends held her wake in New York today; she will be interred in Dutchess County. Press accounts scour the story for angles: Why did it take four hours to get her to a hospital? Should helmets be mandatory? Did Time Out New York announce her death too soon? Now hackers are using the late actress’ name to lure computer users unto viruses, and columnists as inspiration for lame essays. Let us leave it that sometimes terrible things happen to people for no good reason. Horseman, pass by.