People Die and it's Really Sad
Saturday, February 9th, 2002 11:23 amOnce after the death of some famous person or other, a man on the bus asked me what I thought of the Great Tragedy.
Recognizing that what most people mean by "Tragedy" is "Something Deplorable, Wretched, or Really, Really Sad," I asked the man what made the famous person's death more tragic than the millions of other deaths happening all the time.
Well, he said, He died So Young.
Yes? Most human beings die in childhood, many from diarrhea. What makes the death of this famous person so much more grief-worthy than all those other deaths?
But he was So Young and So Talented.
Okay, he was talented. What of all the other talented people we've never heard about who die young? Children whose families couldn't afford the training needed to make use of their talents? Children whose cultures told them it was wrong to do what they wanted to do? Children whose families told them they were worthless, children who grew up believing it? Don't they deserve to be mourned as much as, or more than, this man who had at least had the opportunity to make some use of his gifts? What makes the famous person's death a Great Tragedy while those other deaths are just numbers we never think about unless we have to?
As I spoke, the eyes of the man I was speaking with grew wider and wider and wider until finally words burst from his lips to the effect that I have a Really Unique Perspective and should become a newspaper columnist or something.
::sigh::
Recognizing that what most people mean by "Tragedy" is "Something Deplorable, Wretched, or Really, Really Sad," I asked the man what made the famous person's death more tragic than the millions of other deaths happening all the time.
Well, he said, He died So Young.
Yes? Most human beings die in childhood, many from diarrhea. What makes the death of this famous person so much more grief-worthy than all those other deaths?
But he was So Young and So Talented.
Okay, he was talented. What of all the other talented people we've never heard about who die young? Children whose families couldn't afford the training needed to make use of their talents? Children whose cultures told them it was wrong to do what they wanted to do? Children whose families told them they were worthless, children who grew up believing it? Don't they deserve to be mourned as much as, or more than, this man who had at least had the opportunity to make some use of his gifts? What makes the famous person's death a Great Tragedy while those other deaths are just numbers we never think about unless we have to?
As I spoke, the eyes of the man I was speaking with grew wider and wider and wider until finally words burst from his lips to the effect that I have a Really Unique Perspective and should become a newspaper columnist or something.
::sigh::