Saturday, June 27, 2009


Another renowned celebrity is gone. I appreciated his talents and grieve his loss. Anyone who's contributed so much and impacted the lives of millions deserves the tributes he's received.

Still, it intrigues me how hypocritical the world can be. Because one day, many view a man as a monster, and the next day he's suddenly a martyr.

I'm not saying he deserved either label. Maybe he was neither. Maybe he was both. But it seems death is a person's quickest route from ridiculed--even reviled--to revered.

Is the media to blame? After all, the media industry capitalized on his fame, his downfall, and now his death. How they choose to portray someone and exploit him appears to dictate the outlook of much of the world.

The media, after all, is fickle.

And once they get a hold of news of an icon's death, even the death of another fair-haired celebrity slips down to runner-up. Especially when cancer is so ordinary, so mundane, compared with the thrill of a potentially drug-related death.

But perhaps the media is not the culprit. Perhaps it's just human nature to mourn what we've lost, even if we didn't fully appreciate it when we once had it.

I'm fortunate to have made many friends in my lifetime.

I'm guessing--just a hunch--that I'll miraculously have more when I'm gone.


  1. I like your observations. I think we all think better of people after they die, it doesn't just happen to famous people but common folks. I had a family member whoI did not understand at all, he was in trouble with the law a lot. He died a few years ago, and do you think I ever think about our differences? I don't think even once since then. I just miss him. Laurie Flowers

  2. With loved ones, maybe we accept their differences when we accept their death. Thanks for your comment!