My Prince, or Who Cares About Celebrity Deaths

As Niki reports, 2016 is seriously sucking as far as celebrity deaths go. Prince, as in the Prince, has been confirmed dead. A lot of us are in mourning.

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Those who aren’t are wondering why. He exhibited a petty streak, as some of these stories dubiously dubbed “outrageous” confirmed. He was a dedicated Jehovah’s Witness, along with all that is carried by that description. Furthermore, mourning celebrities, especially non-niche ones, is commonly associated with being vapid and shallow, so empty in your head and in your life that you over-invest yourself in the lives of famous people. Feeling sad about the death of a star is for people too mainstream to care about things that the masses are too uninformed to care about, the reasoning goes. I may be guilty of multiple counts of performative apathy on this front myself.

Yet, for me, the grief over the death of Prince only exists because I am and always was a weirdo in so many ways, not because of the few aspects of myself that might be considered stock-standard. Continue reading “My Prince, or Who Cares About Celebrity Deaths”

My Prince, or Who Cares About Celebrity Deaths
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