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I don't know why this one topic seems so verboten. Perhaps someone on staff is dealing with the "Big C" in their family right now.
Let me tell you how I feel about that. I've lost both parents to it. I lost my first love, my first girlfriend to it. I've sat the bedsides of friends throughout my life who have been taken by it.
I of all people know more than my share of it.
One thing I know: We're all going to die. Almost all the people that I knew as a child, right on up through age 30, they are all dead now. They are gone. Some by war, drugs, street crime, car accidents, drowning, industrial accidents. That's how they went.
I just am amazed at the number of people who think just because they are in their 20s and 30s, that death is a long way off. It isn't. They get squeamish about it. They get all bent out of shape about cancer in particular. That's strange.
Why was my comment about Snow so offensive to one editor? I don't know. Was I being mean?
How mean is it for a man to stand up at a podium and shrug and mock the deaths and the suffering of hundreds of thousands of people and act so cynical and dismiss their pain with the snap of his fingers. To say that casualty figures are just a number.
That's the cold, dead reaction of a sociopath.
Now it's coming straight at him. I just find it interesting that he gets all choked up and weepy for himself now.
I have watched helplessly as the light passed from my beloved's eyes, my parents, my friends over the years. In each instance, toward the last of days, they came to peace and they asked forgiveness.
I'm just wondering if the same holds true for a man who has built an entire career making a mockery of death and the suffering of others. He's going to face what we all will have to face and there are no exceptions.
