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Joan Rivers was one royal...well, you know. I know, it's never right to speak ill of the dead, but in Joan's case, she'd probably laugh and fire an insult right back.
That's the kind of comic Joan Rivers was. She was her own woman, and she was unapologetic and unrepentant. She could and would say anything, and she didn't care who she offended. She didn't ask you to like her, and she didn't care if you did.
Frankly, she offended me a few times, and she said some very hard-to-hear things. Still, she understood that sometimes comedy at its core is not only about making people laugh but it's about making people talk and think and respond. She was probably genuinely happy when half the crowd was rolling on the floor and half the crowd wanted to run her off stage.
Rivers was fearless, but she was also timeless. At 81, her death still seems like a shock. Just a few months ago, she made a triumphant return to the Tonight Show and was absolutely as hilarious as she was in her first appearance in 1965. That's hard to do.
What we do know is that there is only one Joan Rivers. Now, she's gone. Fearless, tactless, funny, challenging, acerbic, gentle...there was only one.
Can we talk about Joan Rivers? Love her or hate her, she made you think.
She was a legend.