In Memoriam: Elizabeth Edwards, John Lennon

It’s rare that I have to do two posts of this sort back-to-back, but such has December turned out to be in its first full week.

Elizabeth Edwards had lost her six-year battle with breast cancer.

The personal lives of politicians are something that I won’t comment on, because it had come to be that hypocrisy had become a way of life for them. Being in Capitol Hill for even a moment must be hell, what with people doing their best to project what they think the population wants to see, all the while closeting their true selves. However, she had done her best to withstand that pressure cooker, and until the last minute, carried herself with dignity.

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It has been thirty years since John Lennon was murdered.

Yes, I’ll say the M-word. Murdered. Because that’s what his death was. Whether or not the mens rea of the guilty party shows that he really was off his rocker, it is still murder now as it was then.

I really don’t know what I could say about John Lennon. The Beatles were one thing, but who he was as a person was something else. He bore witness to the US and the rest of the world in the sixties, a tumult of conflict both domestic and abroad, and paid close attention to the world off the stage. His was a very rare sort of peaceful; he carried himself with a quiet dignity in interviews, and when asked one day how he thought he would die, he smiled and said, “Probably popped off by some loony.”

Though some people would describe him as a hippie, I would disagree. He believed, genuinely believed that peace was possible at the time, when it looked like everything was heading for the skids, and there were no limits to that faith. He harnessed his influence on people from the Beatles era and tried his damndest to push for the peace that he believed in. Imagine has evolved into an anthem of that belief, truth be told, and it remains one to this day.

“Imagine there’s no heaven…it’s easy if you try.”

I imagined. I’m sure others did too. I’m sure others will continue to do so.

Thirty years later, John Lennon is still missed most keenly.

K.G.

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