Today - if the evidence of Nelson Mandela's sad passing is anything to go by - the focus is now on the me, me, me. I've listened to, watched and read celebrities blithely talking about 'When I met Nelson he instantly recognised me'... Well I really don't care about you. Sorry, but I don't.
Rather than remember and mourn for Nelson Mandela only as a saint, we should remember and celebrate him as a radical. To do otherwise is to do a disservice to his struggle for freedom and justice beyond South Africa's borders.
Mass grieving is nothing new, social networks are merely a new medium. We will, I'm sure, be reminded of how much we, as human beings, need to share our grief when Mandela's body is laid to rest.
A man died yesterday. He was 95 years old and had been seriously ill for several months. Not an unusual occurrence, yet his death is reported this morning on the front page of just about every newspaper on earth. That man was Nelson Mandela, one of the very few men of whom it can truthfully be said that he personally changed the course of history.
Over two decades after his "walk to freedom", Nelson Mandela has walked his final mile. The impact of his death will reach far beyond the frontiers of South Africa. There will be tears, but celebration for one of the most remarkable lives of our time. Madiba, as he was fondly known, leaves us with a memory of the best in public life to which any human can aspire. His signal contribution to humankind, the embrace and sustaining of forgiveness for his own, and for his people's oppression.
When I arrived in South Africa as a BBC reporter, Mandela was already President.... I feel privileged to have witnessed at first hand a small but telling demonstration of his style of leadership that embody his vision, emotional intelligence and wisdom.
Mandela has passed, but his message lives on through all of us. Whenever we confront words, policies, ideas that seek to place us in a status of being apart, may we have the courage and imagination to stand up for our fellow travellers. What now? It's up to all of us.
If only we can all just take one moment now, not just to grieve, but to focus our minds on the one thing we all forget constantly: loving one another. This is what I'm going to remember Nelson Mandela by, and we can pay tribute to him by practising what he preached every day of his life.
Celebrating a life can lighten the pain of loss - sharing special moments of meaning, private and public. Mixing numbness, heart break, tears of pain and the longing to hold, talk, see, hear the other just on more time with pride, joy and gratitude for what we have experienced with and because of the other, who has gone.
The Island is a wonderful piece of political theatre that moves both the heart and mind. Devised by Athol Fugard, John Kani and Winston Ntshona, the play is based on true stories collected from prisoners of Robben Island, the prison which held Nelson Mandela.
I got a call on my day off my from a producer at Sky News- who asked if id be willing to come in a talk about that evenings Mercury Music Prize. I jumped in a cab an hour later to go chat to news anchor Dermot Murnaghan about it. The Mercury Prize is one of the most respected music awards in the UK.
Counsellors Kofi Annan, former UN Secretary General, Sir Bob Geldof, musician and Activist and Ahmed Kathrada, apartheid prisoner and close friend to Nelson Mandela were panelists during the Session.
Our society sends out confusing messages about when young people become adults, what level of responsibility they should have for themselves and what role they can play. You can smoke, join the army, leave school (this school year anyway) and have sex at 16, drive at 17 but you have to wait until 18 to drink alcohol in a pub and vote. Then you hit 21 and that still retains some significance.
As Nelson Mandela lies ailing in a Pretoria hospital, hundreds of miles away in a courtroom in Kirov, Russia, history may have repeated itself. With the conviction of Alexei Navalny under arguably dubious circumstances, Vladimir Putin has cast aside the strongest threat to his presidency. Yet, he may have also unwittingly strengthened the opposition's hand.
I am not competent enough to speak about the legacy that will survive Mandela. Nor am I versed in the study of politics to fully appreciate just how extraordinary Mandela's achievements have been. I am qualified to call Mandela one of the most iconic figures of our time and perhaps the 20th century's foremost actor for egalitarianism and liberation.
The death of the famous person is essentially fictional, one does not experience it personally, but it is a reminder that death is out there, striking at random into normality. Does it really make a difference whether it was James Gandolfini or Tony Soprano who died? No, we are only affected by the fact that death comes out of the blue.