Wednesday, February 02, 2005
You never know what will be coming down
I have to admit, I love Brit pop. I've loved Duran Duran since the first time I ever heard them way back when. On the heels of hearing about their sad news, former bass guitarist Wes Wehmiller dying at the age of 33, I heard their newest U.S. single released What Happens Tomorrow. I freely admit to being hugely pessimistic, cynical and yes, bitter at times. But today as I was sitting in the parking lot waiting to pick my kids up from school thinking about the $600 worth of bills I have to pay and the $350 I have to pay it with, lamenting the probable loss of what could have been a great relationship and freaking out about life in general that song came on. Thank you, Duran Duran, for reminding me that it'll be alright again.
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I guess you're right. Things will be OK again ... for you. I am sorry to hear about your fiscal woes. And your bitterness and cynicism. But things will never be OK again for Wes. I am not sure how or why you could possibly contrast an untimely death with your relatively petty troubles, or if you merely meant to punctuate them. Nonetheless, rest assured that Wes would not have taken the exception to it that I have - he wasn't that kind of a guy. I should know. He was a friend of mine.
I actually neither meant to contrast nor punctuate, but was merely relating that I had read about his death and then a few days later heard the song. I was not in any way comparing my "relatively petty troubles" to loss of life. I am sorry that you took offense to that in your time of grief.
I have to disagree with your belief that things will never be OK for Wes again. Death is only hard on those who are left behind, especially when it is a sudden death of someone so young. My condolences on your loss.
You're projecting your personal reflections on death onto a topic you know nothing about: someone ELSE's reflections on death. You have no clue why I am grieving; you're guessing that I think like you. On the contrary to your point, it is not ME that feels cheated or short-changed. Rather, a wonderfully gifted and talented friend has lost the rest of his life; a life which he was not even halfway done living. I grieve for HIS loss, not mine. Personally, I give THANKS for the time he was here.
Feeling sorry for MYSELF after someone else dies seems ... well ... self-centric. Anyone who thinks that way deserves pity, not sympathies or condolences. For a prime example of the-world-revolves-around-my-ass-itus, see the original post in this string.
I don't think I am the only one projecting here. And I really don't know why you are jumping all over my ass when you have NO idea what you are talking about regarding me. I was not trying to make a point, project my feelings of death onto anyone else or ANY of the above. You read way too much into my original post, you are reading way too much into my reply when all I was doing in the reply was express my sympathy. And actually I am not going to say anymore because it seems no matter what I say it is going to be misconstrued.
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