Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Corey Haim Died

So, I just signed onto Facebook and a friend posted a humorous status about how if Corey Haim had simply joined the Lost Boys and become a vampire, he would have stayed alive. I knew full and well who CH was, but since I was bored and had nothing better to do (inner-self: LIES!), I googled him. That's when I discovered that he had died today. How sad.

Is it just me, or are all celebrities suddenly being offed? Or are they just dying at a normal rate, but since I am older, I notice them more? I know that celebrities are people like everyone else, and thusly die, but it feels like these past couple of years, there has been an influx in celebrity death. It started, at least for me, with the death of Steve Irwin a few years ago. That is the first DEATH that really got to me. Maybe it was because I had loved him as a child, or maybe because I was old enough to comprehend death, especially of a man that seemed so kind.

After that, I really started to notice when celebrities passed on. Everywhere I looked, big stars were keeling over. Heath Ledger, Michael Jackson, Anna Nicole Smith. They just... died. The media frenzied over it, then moved on.

I don't particularly like dwelling on life and death, especially not of celebrities. I didn't know them. It's sad, regardless of who they are/were, that they had to die, many of them decades before their time. The ones that make me the saddest are the ones of parents. I love my parents, and if one of them died, I don't know what I would do. Michael Jackson had children (regardless of what you think of him, or if you believe they are his). I have no doubt in my mind that he loved him. The words of his daughter at his memorial may have been written for her, as some argue, but she felt them. She believed each of those words, and they brought tears to my eyes. Steve Irwin had a daughter and a wife, and they were so obviously devastated. It's so hard for me to see parents dying. Celebrity parent deaths affect me more than, perhaps, any other parent death because of the media coverage. I see things on the local news all the time where a family member was shot and murdered, or went missing and nobody knows where they are. It's terrible, but they get a week of coverage, tops. Celebrities get MONTHS. Wrong or right, that's the way things are.

These months of coverage offer us a look into the life of grieving families. It would be nice of the media could give them a break and leave the poor families alone, but that isn't going to happen.

I hate death. I hate the death of celebrities. I hate death of innocent people. I hate it when I see a man, woman, or child suffer through the loss of a loved one. I hate it even more because I know it will happen to me one day, too.

But I like to pretend my family is made up of immortals and they're never going to die. EVER.

Including my cat. The best cat ever.

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