Jimbo wrote:Oh, am I not sufficiently mournful? Bu hu. A guy from the TV died, maybe killed himself. Maybe he, a famous gourmet, ate a bad blowfish is all I'm saying. Sheeit. You know how many people kill themselves, non-celebrities, of course.
it's pretty rare that i respond to arrant fucquery these days.
however, i do make exceptions.
what was great about anthony bourdain is that he took what was a personal passion and turned it into something much bigger. he turned it into being a cultural ambassador of bonding at a table with anyone and everyone, all across the globe. he was into making connections and showing that everyone is deserving of human respect. everyone has great things to share in a basic, down home way, stripped of all politics and dehumanizing crap. in his fashion, he was the exact opposite of trumpism.
you, jimbo, are not.
it's fine with me (not really) if you think crapping on compassion, decency, understanding of human pain are cool things. maybe you think they make you faux tough. or any other adjectives that you tell yerself aren't a function of stupid, self-serving, arrogant unawareness. i have many theories on the people who mock pain and death selectively. they would be wasted on you, but everyone here with a workable brain and heart knows what they are.
it is true to say that my soul will always bleed. it will until the day i die. but it is more important to say that my soul will also always be inspired. it is also true that i was blessed and will feel that way every day until the day i die. i choose to focus on what really matters.
the truth is, you could come out with yer abhorrent, fucquenozzled crap to bourdain, and he would smack down yer weak, trolling shit in a flash. you could do it to my daughter, and she would still try to put her arm around you.
in any permutation, they are the ones to admire, and you would still fail as a human being in this regard.
good luck with that.