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Why Gen-Xers Mourn Their Idols More Than Any Other Generation
2016 was year of loss, which was a particularly forceful blow for anyone who grew up in the '70s and '80s.
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We lost so many important people in 2016, but I do feel like it's particularly hard on my generation.

I feel like I've spent much of the last year in mourningnot for family or friends, but for people I've never even met. For most folks, that sounds like someone being overly dramatic but, for anyone who grew up in the '70s and '80s, they will tell you that it's not. Every expression of grief is heartfelt and genuine.

Last week I woke up to the news that Carrie Fisher (beloved author and actress best known for playing Princess Leia Organa in the Star Wars film franchise)  passed away at the age of 60. The news came barely 24 hours after the untimely death of another icon, pop singer George Michael, and after what feels like an endless list of obituaries of personalities from my youth: Prince, David Bowie, Muhammad Ali, Garry Shandlin,g and Gene Wilder. (In addition to other great influences like Harper Lee and John Glenn.)

Why do we feel for the loss of celebrities like we would a "real" person? Probably because my generation (aka Gen-X: born between 1965 and 1984) is the first truly "multimedia" generation: the first to be exposed to cable and satellite television, home video recorders, and we were the first adopters of the Internet. We didn't just read about these people through static images and journalistic intermediaries. We brought them into our living rooms, our bedrooms, our desktop and laptop computers. Ours was the first generation that consumed their media whenever we wanted, as often as we wanted. We spent literally thousands of hours listening to their voices, reading their faces and even mimicking their best lines and moves.

As writer Stereo Williams describes it: "We were the first generation of kids to grow up with VCRs and Blockbuster video and cable TV as mainstays of our culture. We were able to watch our favorite movies at home whenever we wanted, we could tape our favorite TV shows, and were constantly bombarded with syndicated gems. (Requiem for an ’80s Kid: We’ve Lost Our Prince and Now Our Princess)

I may not have had cable television growing up in Manila in the 1970s and 1980s, but we could tap into the U.S. Armed Forces' Far East Network (FEN) UHF television signal, giving us a steady supply of American news, sitcoms and late-night television. I rented pirated VHS tapes recorded live off MTV in the U.S. When I close my eyes while listening to 1984's "Do They Know It's Christmas" I can tell you exactly who is singing and when. That's also how I learned Prince and David Bowie were the coolest cats on the planet.

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Throughout high school, I had Bowie's TIME magazine cover pinned on my closet. I somehow obtained a VHS copy of his “Serious Moonlight” concert (Live in Vancouver, 1983) and watched it about a hundred times. I had never heard of anyone performing an entire rock concert while wearing a full suit before and I knew at that point that, no matter what I would end up doing in life, I wanted to be able to wear suits for a living.

Like thousands of fans, upon hearing of Prince’s death last April, I sought out his music on Spotify only to be reminded that almost none of his music was available on the platform. Prince’s disdain for the share of revenues to artists from streaming services was well known. I had to dig up some copies I had on CD stored away. Today my copy of the 12-inch single of "Purple Rain" (in purple) remains the most prized possession in my record collection.

But back to Carrie Fisher. My brothers and I had a copy of both Star Wars and Empire on VHS. I must have seen each film at least 200 times. (And that was just in the '80s.) Tell me any line from any of the movies in the original trilogy and I can tell you the line that comes immediately after. I played with my Star Wars action figures, mixing them with LEGO and Playmobil to create my own private "expanded universe" throughout my childhood (and even, I have to admit, long after it was considered cool to still play with toys).

Fisher’s iconic character, Princess Leia, was the first of her kind. How many other childhood princesses could fire a blaster and was capable of strangling the monster who captured her with her bare hands? She would later go on to be a role model for women and girls of all ages, and a hero for anyone dealing with mental disorder or addiction.  

Fisher is, of course, part of the original Star Wars triumvirate that includes Mark Hamill and Harrison Ford. In 2016, all three reassembled onstage at Comic Con to promote Episode VII: The Force Awakens. It was the first time I had seen all three onscreen for the first time in decades, each one having visibly aged since the original movie in 1977.  But as I watched with delight the Youtube clip on my living room TV, I noticed tears involuntarily streaming down my face.  I couldn't fully explain why. I still can't. I was just so happy to see all three of them together again.

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So if you have a sibling, partner or work colleague railing at the tragic deaths of 2016, have a little sympathy. It isn't just another random celebrity or pop star we lost but a piece of our childhood.

This essay was originally published in Grumpyfanboy.com. Minor edits have been made by EsquireMag.ph editors.

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Miguel Bernas
By day, Miguel is a digital transformation business leader with over 20 years of driving innovation and delivering business results. For all the other times, he runs two blogs grumpyfanboy.com and phatfreemiguel.com.
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