I deal with death on a daily basis at work. I've consoled grieving parents who have lost their infant son, listened to the wife of 50 years wonder how she is going to sleep alone for the first time ever, and calmed down a young man who had been in a car crash killing everyone else in the car so that I can get him to begin CPR. Alone and in the dark. I've also dealt with fatal drug overdoses.
I never know either the caller or the patient, and I never meet them. I don't grieve for the patients we lose, but I do empathise with the very real loss felt by those who knew them. That's why I take a minute after calls like that, and why I took a minute yesterday when I heard about the death of Peaches Geldoff. It's about respecting the depth of the loss felt by those left behind in my mind.
What ever the cause of death, and however much a person might have chosen to live their life in public, there is a real family feeling real grief. Have some respect for them and hold off the jokes I say.
How would you feel if you googled your mums name sometime after her death and found a thread similar to this about her?
Good post man.