A lot depends on what socioeconomic level you and your friends/family occupy. Literally everyone I grew up with (my neighborhood) is either dead, in prison, on a quick downward spiral. or hasn't been seen or heard from for many years. Then again, I grew up in NY State public housing, so no one is looking for the conspiracy in my case. My people learned early in life how to brilliantly destroy themselves, and how to create spectacular collateral damage as they do so. Again, no mystery about why they're all dead, dying or wishing they'd never been born.
I'm 56 yrs old, making me a relative anomaly. My people generally don't live this long. We certainly don't think that voodoo curses or space aliens
are killing off our friends, families and loved ones. We die easy and toast our dead when they do what seems to come pretty natural to all of us.