The backspace key was used on my opening statement more times than ever before. I wasn't even going to pen any thoughts or report on the three high-profile deaths in the past twenty-four hours. Heaven knows there is already a plethora of headlines from which to choose.
All this changed 15-minutes ago when I read one of these articles -- a statement written which frustrated me to no end and sent me on a mental tangent that left me wondering how many people have died in the past 24-hours.
It read like this:
" Yesterday began the deaths of three major figures, each of whom played a part in the advertising world throughout their careers. The latest and maybe most relevant is
Michael Jackson , who
reportedly died earlier today after suffering a heart attack; he was 50. Before him was
Farrah Fawcett , who battled cancer for three years before succumbing to it; she was 62. And yesterday we learned of the passing of
Ed McMahon who was 86.
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I couldn't believe this statement. Call me sensitive tell me I am reading too much into it whatever one might think, I can't help but be angry.
Since when do we rate the relevance of a person's life by how many records they sell, or how many movies they make?
Don't misunderstand, Michael Jackson was a legend in his own right. There is no arguing he had a big influence on pop music but what about the relevance of Farrah Fawcett and Ed McMahon? They each played a vital role in the entertainment industry. Nevertheless, shouldn't the most important issue be that each of their lives were relevant to their loved ones? Shouldn't their lives be measured by what kind of individual they were? Did they influence their circle of friends in a positive way?
What is being said about them now? Which one of these has the most tarnished history and personal demons? This is what I think of, and this is why I am saddened by their deaths. I don't know what it feels like to lose a loved one I am not worried about never hearing a new song by Michael Jackson, nor am Iworried about Farrah Fawcett never making another movie, or Ed McMahon's occasional appearance. Instead, I am thinking of their families who will never have another laugh, cry, or argument with them. I am thinking about how they must feel when the media replays the less than stellar performances of their personal lives.
What about the person who lost their loved one within the past 24-hours and nobody outside their little circle cares. To you who just might be reading, I am saying a prayer for you.
May the God of all comfort heal the hearts of each of these families. A sad and tragic day indeed, but shame on those who feel one life is more relevant than another is.
Teresa Ortiz