(#6257) Celebrity and fame only matter to me if you are a good person!

      I don't care who you are if you are not a good person! You can live your life and die without me caring one iota about your existence. Such is your deserves from me. That is the one thing I can control. How I live my life without people in it that intentionally harm others. While good people, whether they have or haven't reached some modicum amount of celebrity or fame, are always welcome within my enviroment. It is a fact of life that there are those among us who only see life through their wallets or iniquitous natures while many more of us see life through the core of our hearts.
     So those who perish and are eulogized in public because of their celebrity or fame had better have been good people otherwise I dismiss their deaths as if they had never been born. I am a hard man that way but again the only thing I can control to convince people to be good people is my presence or the lack of it. I come from a fairly large internal and external family but I have winnowed that down to only a few now. Because the one thing that matters more to me than family is being a good person. Not just in the superficial acts of niceties and tolerances, but in their hearts and minds where they really live. Once I have discovered the worst of what I thought were decent people they are no longer allowed in my presence.
     Disassociating from close family hasn't been that difficult given that my peace of mind is a huge value to me. Living as my own person with certain standards that I demand of myself are not unreasonable to expect from those I would associate with. So when some celebrity or famous person passes away and the condolences start I measure my response with what did they do with their lives? It is as simple as that and the answer directs my attention or lack thereof to them. If they were a positive value to humanity then I do mourn their passing with sorrow and tribute. If they were not a value to society they get nothing from me, not even an acknowledgement of their, to me, pitifully wasted existence.