Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Remembering Mork

Farewell to the Funny Man

You're only given one little spark of madness. You mustn't lose it.”
Robin Williams

I'm not going to eulogize Robin Williams here. That's been done by greater minds than mine. He was a fantastically funny man with a great heart. The fact that news of his death superseded the news of wars and violence in the world speaks to his universal appeal. He's mourned around the planet, and joins the pantheon of the lost gifts—Whitney Houston, Elvis Presley, John Belushi, Janis Joplin, Michael Jackson, Heath Ledger, Philip Seymour Hoffman, Jimmy Hendrix, Marilyn Monroe, and on and on—the list reaches all the way back to Vincent Van Gogh and beyond. So sad it feels as though laughter has left the world.

Now that he is gone, however, I celebrate his freedom from the twin demons that dogged his days—depression and drug addiction. The same demons have dragged so many other gifted people into an early grave. We should be happy that we had him, and them, for as long as we did, and that they blessed us with their singular gifts. I'm sure there was a crowd of happy witnesses waiting to greet him at the pearly gates yesterday, and that the angels are laughing their halos off right now. God speed, Robin.

                                                 In the Spirit,

                                                      Jane

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