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The world has lost its crown jewel. That centerpiece of loveliness that all looked upon with admiration and fascination. A diamond that was cut from the carbon of the common man, fused under the heat and pressure of constant public exposure and scrutiny, achieving a beauty and vulnerable grace that everyone knew was more than just good breeding but an innate perfection. A diamond so multifaceted and sharp that each person saw a reflection of themselves contained within.
Awkward and shy, Diana Spencer emerged from the ranks of the landed gentry a 19 year old kindergarten teacher, wide-eyed and sweet, displaying a wit both surprising and endearing to her newly acquainted public. Despite being of the landed gentry, she was considered of the people, "one of us," and she was set to marry the Prince of Wales. She would one day be Queen. She would give birth to the future King of England. It was as if the crown had married the people itself. The Royal family which for years had hidden behind a wall of aloofness built on the foundations of tradition and protocol didn't quite know what to make of this. She was too open, often speaking too much or out of turn. Even when she flubbed Prince Charles' name in the wedding, referring to him as Philip Charles instead of Charles Philip, people looked upon it as endearing rather than embarrassing. Tradition dictates a standard that demands compliance, and failure to comply can only result in disapprobation. This has always been the way.
Unfortunately, the Royal family realized too slowly that the rules of tradition were irrelevant. This gentle girl, with the beauty and charisma she contained, had overshadowed the rules of tradition forever. The new tradition dictates It is often human nature to love someone's weaknesses more than their strengths, and with the people this was the case. So the world celebrated her triumphs - her two children, her marriage, her charity work, her blossoming beauty. At the same time, more attention was lavished upon her weaknesses - her struggle with bulimia, her failing marriage, her desperate search for solitude and companionship. The people craved any new caveat of information. This desire fueled a press that followed her every move, photographed her in almost every way, printed the most degrading stories imaginable, all to sell newspapers that both satisfied and refueled the people's desire. Ultimately, everyone now agrees, this is what killed her. The car that smashed into that support was simply running from the people, those who loved her most.
It has been a point of history that often the most awful events of a generation do the most to unify a generation. President Kennedy's assassination, Pearl Harbor, the Titanic are all classic examples. It will be several years before we know if the death of Princess Diana will be the unifying force of our generation, but regardless let us take from this awful tragedy the realization that we are all irrevocably linked together and that truly no person is an island unto oneself. We at The 80's Server wish to pass on our condolences not only to the Spencer family and the Royal family, but to the family of humanity for the loss of such a wonderful woman. Diana, we will always remember the way you lived rather than the way you died.
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If you'd like to pay your respects in any way, please visit the following sites:
The Official Monarchy Online Condolence Book |
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