Ay Tariray

So, I think it suffices to say that we are all rather shocked and traumatised by the passing of comedy's, no, life's greatest and brightest stars. I normally don’t care for celebrity deaths, people live, people die.  Some are influential, like Madiba and Dr Angelou, who I've spoken of before.  We pay our tributes, we give our thoughts, we remember them, we get that nice glow of fondness and gratitude, we move on. But this felt like a punch in the gut.  A small hole dropping out from beneath you because your Genie; the one who made you laugh with innumerable impressions and goddamn, some of the dirtiest and most salacious jokes you've ever seen or heard, thought that his existence was so hopeless and desperate, that he could no longer feel like he belonged here, alive, breathing, with his family, with his friends or his fans. The one thing people have been baffled over is how someone who brings so much happiness could have had so little for himself. Ea...