I mention Richard because his death has resulted in an outpouring of comments on social media - in similar vein to the deaths of the prevous two examples. The common theme is along the lines of 'Enough, 2016!', the implication being that 2016 is a thoroughly horrible year, and is in some way directly responsible for all these famous people dying. "Stop it, 2016!" people cry.
For crying out fucking loud, people. It's simply a period of time that we have decided to mark in a certain way, and to give a beginning and an end. People die every second (I think - check out this site: http://www.worldometers.info/), so the fact that famous people die in any one year is not statistically remarkable. this whole notion that a year has been particularly bad because a larger number than usual of famous or well-known people that any of us like or used to like have kicked the proverbial bucket is irritating.
There's nothing special about 2016. Lots of things have happened during the time period that bears that label, but then lots of things happen every twelve months, whether you measure the time periods that way or not. What this "Eneough already 2016!" thing indicates is just a repeating pattern that we humans fall into so readily; the wish (or in some cases, the need) to belong to a group of people who think alike. I am just as prone to it as anyone else, but when it starts to endlessly repeat itself (which I think may be social media's main talent), it becomes more like a noisy and not very intelligent mob mentality, and my rebellious nature kicks in. Usually with a smattering of irritation - which is where I'm at right now. So stop it, alright?
2016 isn't doing anything, because 2016 doesn't exist - it's merely a figment of our imagination. Go and ask anyone who doesn't follow the Julian calendar.
And just in case you were wondering, 59, 362, 756 people have died sinmce January 1st, at th etime I;m posting this. Perspective, people...