RangerDave wrote:
Let me preface this post by saying that I mean no disrespect to Williams or to anyone who has been emotionally impacted by his death. My impression is that he was a decent person and his work was obviously a positive contribution to the world, and folks are perfectly entitled to feel however they feel about his passing.
That said, I've never personally felt any sense of loss or sadness or whatever at the death of any famous person. If I consciously think about the loved ones they've left behind, I feel sympathy, of course, and if I actually witness their grief, I empathize, but that's different. It always intrigues me when I see other people reacting with what seems to be a sense of personal loss and sadness. For those of you who do feel affected by Williams' death or have been similarly affected by other celebrities' deaths in the past, and if you care to discuss those feelings, I'm curious to know whether it really does feel like a personal loss/sadness rather than just a sympathy/empathy thing. If so, is it the same kind of feeling as when you lose someone close to you in your own life - though presumably of a lesser intensity - or does it differ in kind as well as degree?
Walter Elias Disney 1901-1966
John William "Johnny" Carson 1925-2005
George Dennis Patrick Carlin 1937-2008
Robin McLaurin Williams 1951-2014
I put Robin Williams in some rather elite company up there. Those four people in the entertainment business affected me more than any others who have passed on. They are all gone now.
What do these four have in common? They were integral in forming, creating, or revolutionizing the culture that I grew up in. Walt died long before I was born, and I still feel his passing. It's not the type of grief you feel for a loved one - this is different. This is the change of the environment - the change of the world around you. It's like when a cherished landmark is bulldozed, or you visit a favorite spot by a stream in the wilderness where you grew up, and it's now surrounded by commercial towers. The inevitability of change, the impermanence of everything hits me harder and harder as I get older. I feel nostalgia for decades I never even experienced. Our cultural history has so much to offer - bygone eras so steeped in rich flavor that I missed, and now another peice of it is gone. There's always nagging worry in the back of my mind that the peices of culture that helped form who I am will be lost to the ages, and that would be a tragic loss to humanity.