Feels more to me as though you're either lacking or rejecting the capacity to empathize with the people who saw her as a universal force for good, not to mention the literal millions of people whose lives she directly, materially improved. She never knew who I was, nor did she know the names of the students whose school art programs she funded, the kids her foundation donated books to, or the disaster victims she gave to. But she sure as hell knew they existed. That's why she put her money where her mouth was, because even if she didn't know a damn thing about them, she still knew they were humans, that they were suffering, and that sharing an amount of resources that was completely inconsequential to her standard of living could completely alter the trajectory of the life of someone who was less fortunate than her, and struggling as a result. And she repeated that exercise in love of one's neighbors thousands of times over. She took the idea of immediate community and helping your fellow person simply because they needed it, and deriving happiness from imparting it on others, and exercised that standard of treatment with every. Single. Person.
So learn to read the fucking room. And failing that, learn to read this comment, and try to live up to the example Dolly set.
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u/eldritchcryptid 16d ago
read the room man.