With the benefit of hindsight...
(In a brief break between holidays...)
Given the recent deaths of notable figures, such as
Mo Mowlam, Brother Roger, a definite candidate for canonisation whatever his denominational origins (a good commentary about which can be found
here) , Robin Cook, and even going far further back...
why is it that we only seem able to recognise someone's abilities in the public arena once they're dead?Is it because generous tributes cannot turn giddy human heads to pride if said human has left this mortal life behind?
Or am I being a little cynical to think of Shakespeare...
"I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him..." and these are all opportunities for the self-advancement of the speaker?