Yep. The very process of history necessarily involves speaking ill of the dead (more)
if ill is uncovered. I can't recall who it was who said that to protect the foolish leads inevitably to a world full of fools, but something similar applies to the rigor that must be brought to history. Else, in the end, we not have any.
The saddest book I ever read about Lennon (and my hunch is, the truest) had been written by a boy in New York who had worked for JL as personal gofer for a few years, and had, quite evidently, loved the man. The life depicted was very very sad; not shocking, or appalling, in any tabloid sense. Simply sad. I happened to buy it early on, before it was withdrawn under massive legal pressure from the Lennon estate.
Posted on Mar 27, 2001, 7:21 AM from IP address 18.104.22.168