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Alan Rickman

It's not, of course, as if I knew him. And as sad as it is when any good person dies, it isn't even HIM exactly -- it's a trajectory of my own life that he impacted. Several of the people who will read this, dear friends, are people I very likely would not have met if it weren't for him. Many of my intellectual and creative endeavors of the past few years wouldn't have happened if not for him.

Two days ago I was reflecting on the reasons David Bowie had made an impact on me, which were largely non-musical -- oh, I loved his music, but it was the gender-and-sexuality-fluid persona, the insistence that queer people had every right to be themselves whether on public stages or to their own family members, the transgressive characters he played and discussed from Labyrinth and The Prestige that really set him apart for me. With Alan Rickman, it's words I can't imagine spoken in anyone's voice but his own, even words none of us ever heard him speak because they existed only in fan fiction.
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