Fuck it all
Almost 10 years ago, my life changed completely.
For the first time in my life I was bombarded by the power of the internet. And also terrified by what the internet could tell me. I learned of fear, of terror. I learned, yet again, how amazing my partner is and how wonderful my friends are.
But more than that, I learned that my grief would never be the same again. How my and others personal tragedy would become everybody else's vicarious tragedy. The US found that out a couple of years later.
I lost someone I loved, and perhaps, for me, more importantly, someone who loved me.
If you google him, you'll find his name, his age and that he was a company director.
It says nowhere that he loved to dance. That he liked Mary Chapin-Carpenter. That he completely adored his wife and kids. That he thought his wife spent too much money on a toilet brush.
He's a statistic. Martin King, 41, Company Director. Died at Ladbroke Grove.
I loved him.
For the first time in my life I was bombarded by the power of the internet. And also terrified by what the internet could tell me. I learned of fear, of terror. I learned, yet again, how amazing my partner is and how wonderful my friends are.
But more than that, I learned that my grief would never be the same again. How my and others personal tragedy would become everybody else's vicarious tragedy. The US found that out a couple of years later.
I lost someone I loved, and perhaps, for me, more importantly, someone who loved me.
If you google him, you'll find his name, his age and that he was a company director.
It says nowhere that he loved to dance. That he liked Mary Chapin-Carpenter. That he completely adored his wife and kids. That he thought his wife spent too much money on a toilet brush.
He's a statistic. Martin King, 41, Company Director. Died at Ladbroke Grove.
I loved him.