These are some thoughts I blogged about in 2005...
11/14
I can not believe how insensitive people are. Really.
I'll be the first one to say that Eddie Guerrero wasn't my favorite wrestler, so I hope it doesn't look like I'm jumping on a bandwagon, or pretending to be something I'm not. I admired Eddie, and I enjoyed watching him very much...even when he wasn't in a storyline with Batista.
So...today several people at work came up to me to see if I knew about that "wrestler who died." Right off the bat I felt that was insensitive to approach me that way. The people who asked are people who know my penchant for pro-wrestling...and they like to make fun of me about it. They chose to use this as another angle for making fun of me.
People are like dogs. You know the FarSide cartoon "What we say to dogs" and "What dogs hear?" All they heard in the reports was that he'd had problems with drug use...and so all I heard all day was that he must have died of an overdose, or that steroids had enlarged his heart and thus he died because of that. It became unnerving after a while.
One person had the good grace to come up to me later and apologize for being insenstive, but by then it was too late and the damage had been done.
There are kind and caring people in the world too though. My husband for example. He doesn't watch wrestling, doesn't like it...but when I finally mentioned it to him in the afternoon he was very sympathetic. Even remembered that he'd just seen him on Friday night when he came in to watch it with me for a few moments. And my friend Alan, who called from Phoenix last night simply to offer his sympathy.
11/15
Walking down the hall to get my kids this morning, and another teacher is calling me from the other end of the hallway, "Did you hear about that wrestler who died?" I brace myself, but she was genuinely concerned, so that was good. I dreaded going to the teacher lunchroom at recess because I didn't want a repeat of yesterday.
Totally different today. The cafeteria manager is a big wrestling fan. In fact, he went to 'Mania, and that's how we discovered we shared this love. I almost talked to him about it yesterday, but I held back for some reason. Today I found out that he didn't know. He found out last night when his family watched Raw.
Eddie *was* his favorite wrestler, I got teary-eyed all over again talking to him. He shared his memory of meeting Eddie in person in April, he was as excited as I was when I met Batista. He said he broke down in tears watching Raw last night...particularly mentioned how Benoit's promo broke him up. He spoke very passionately, as a staunch member of Eddie's huge Latino fanbase here in Southern California...I shivered listening to him give Eddie such glowing credit. He threw it all back in the faces of the teachers who were so rude yesterday.
I was outside taking some garbage out, and I looked up at the sky. It's a full moon, and there's been some beautiful coronas around it for the past 2 nights. Tonight, it's a big sweeping corona, like a huge lasso. Inside of the corona with the moon was a planet. Venus maybe? I'm not sure which planet, but it glows brighter than a star. I went out front to look at it, it was so touching.
Later, I went out to look again...and the planet was outside the lasso. And I had the clear thought in my head ... we had to let him go.
And then the cafeteria lady gave me a little carrot cake, for free. I was so touched I cried. She even warmed it up for me.
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