(Dead) Hero Worship
by, 06-11-2012 at 09:46 PM (176 Views)
Sometimes, I wish I was dead.
WAIT! No need to ping my ISP and dial emergency services. It's not like that.
Didja ever notice how, after someone dies, praise is heaped on them? Before the body cools, or rigor mortis has set in, the laudatory excesses are cued and ready to slovenly splatter.
I'll limit my specific examples. It seems, people take this quite personally. It doesn't matter that the person in question is usually some public figure you've never spoke to. If you were in the same room, they would ignore you. Nope... You love them. Especially now that they're dead. It makes the ignoring easier to digest.
I while back, when the over-hyped and semi-talented Michael Jackson died, it was insane. Literally. People were weeping, gnashing their teeth, and tearing their garments while they mourned. I couldn't have cared less about the psychotic crotch grabber, and I didn't get the hysteria. I remember, at the time, Billy Mays died as well. I posted (not here) a totally sarcastic eulogy for Billy, touting his greatness and impact on society. I think I had no less than a dozen serious responses. "R.I.P., Billy. St. Peter will have a tub of Oxyclean waiting for ya."
Liberals HATED Ronald Reagan, yet when he died, they were falling all over themselves praising him. WTF? Even Barry Obama quoted him recently. That sound you hear is The Gipper spinning in his grave.
So, what is it about being dead that is so great? I have no idea. But I do see two big, hypocritical problems.
First, the general defence for fawning over a dead celebrity is, "The way they impacted my life." Is that so? Only artists, public figures and the like deserve this attention? There's a little chip in my car that regulates the ignition and fuel flow. Without it, my car goes nowhere. Some kid in Mexico made that chip. When he dies, will someone tell me, please? He has had more of a direct impact in my life than any singer, writer or performer. Who will mourn him? What was his life worth? You answer with your excessive noise, and deafening silence.
Also, you'll often hear the rubbish "After experiencing their work, I feel like I know them." Ok.... After living through eight years of The Clinton Administration, I still don't know what it's like to have an intern under my desk. That 'logic' is really rather pathetic. Those that are not great, often want to be near greatness. Since their idol is dead, there is no threat of a push-back. As a bonus, you're accompanied by the other groupies for support. You can re-invent your lives through the prism of your dead idol. Tell stories, even make up new ones. "Y'know, I heard Billy Mays taught The Rock how to wrestle, then pinned Jon Cena in five seconds..."
If I may make a humble suggestion: Get a life.
NO MAN (or woman) deserves the deity status we heap upon the chosen few. All life is sacred, and should be honored. Show respect to those you like while they are still alive. I can guarantee they'll appreciate the praise more than if they were dead. That is, unless the goal is to simply feel better about yourself. And while we laud the commercially successful and beautiful among us, remember the 'average' among us that pass every day.
I bet a bunch of them have interesting stories as well.