Proud to be a blogger

With non-stop and ghoulish details being disseminated about Michael Jackson's death (the website of one major UK broadsheet gloatingly offers a "timeline" of his final hours), the passing of Farrah Fawcett seems to have been overlooked by the media.

That's why I'm proud to be a blogger. It's in the blogosphere that the heartfelt and deserving tributes are being made.

Arbogast touches on a conversation I had at work with a friend today - that your idols, the people who turned you on to film and TV and iconography, are the people you fell for when you were younger. Your idols will always be older than you. Your idols, therefore, will die during your lifetime. There's a real melancholy to that and Arbogast expresses it elegantly in his tribute.

There's a brief but also beautifully written article on Sergio Leone & the Infield Fly Rule, while The Classic Maiden posts a triptych of poignantly contrasting photographs. These are just a few of the many bloggers who have paid tribute to Ms Fawcett. For me, her death is perhaps more devastating that Michael Jackson's. His was sudden; hers the culmination of a hard-fought battle against cancer.