Er, your post to which I was responding (and which I quoted) said
have an emotional connection
As self-appointed police of the world’s emotions, where did that become
devastated, grief stricken, shocked or any other hyperbolic statement
?
Enough hypotheticals, here’s mine:
John Peel, the Radio DJ. Yes, I know, I wasn’t aware of that aspect of his personal life history when he was every indie kid’s favourite hairy uncle on the radio. I did used to listen to him on the radio, a lot, over a lot of years. His broadcasts were part of my life. Then he died. I wasn’t
or
but I might have been a bit
and I was certainly sad.
Then, a while later I had a moment like that one where someone reannounced the 7/7 bombings on here after hearing a re-broadcast of the news from the day out of context.
I turned on the radio and, as had been the case maybe hundreds of times in my life, the voice of John Peel came over the airways.
It was so normal that I completely forgot the guy was dead until, at the end of the excerpt from what I think was his final show, it went back to whoever was hosting the tribute and I re-experienced the experience of “oh bugger, yeah, Peel’s dead!” but this time, it actually hit me a bit harder, probably because I’d just allowed myself to briefly get back into the groove of listening to Peel on the radio, and then it was immediately ripped away from me again.
I didn’t know the guy personally, I never met him, and from what I’ve read, i may well not have liked him if I had, but because of what he did, and the investment I had in that at a formative stage of my life, his voice on the radio meant something to me, and, yes, there was an emotional connection. No hyperbole, no devastation, and no need for permission from random people on the internet to feel whatever I damn well want about something.