The other day, while surfing social media, I stumbled across an old clip of Robin Williams. I’ve always enjoyed his work, both as a stand-up comedian and a dramatic actor, and an admirer of his quick wit. And when celebrities die, reflections on their death can be mixed. Some are lionized to such a extreme degree, they sound like saints when they were actually very human. On the other hand, some intrepid reporters dig so deeply into their demons, their revelations can be tantamount to dancing on the grave.