It is with immense sadness that we, the staff of the Ideal Firestarter report the passing of Chadwick Boseman, writer, actor and HBCU alumni. He reported to have died at home with his wife and family.
One of the reason this platform exists is or representation, and the celebration of all things Black. It will be touted in the coming days of how stellar his talent is, how his talent shined at Howard and how his mentor was the legendary Denzel Washington. Of course, we as the believing MCU faithful are grateful to have immortal on screen as T’Challa, King of Wakanda, son of T’Chaka–the personification of Black Panther (shouts to Christopher Priest, Jack Kirby and Stan Lee).
But this one hurts. He was 43. Black Panther 2 was supposed to start production next year! In Australia!
Yet, there is something else here, isn’t it? The reports that are coming in are claiming he had a 4-year fight with colon cancer. This means that he was diagnosed at the beginning of the production of Black Panther. He was already fighting to live–for us who would pay to see him! He fought something as big as cancer and didn’t let that stop him. If that ain’t hero stuff, then I don’t know what is!
But there is a depth to this, this sadness is akin to the passing of Kobe Bryant earlier this year. There is still, was still, so much more for him to do! More to write, more to create–and even direct! In his passing, I am remembering my own father. While being sick, while not feeling his best dealing with a heart condition, he pressed through it…for his family. He endured, for us. He fought because it was work to be done, that had to be done, and despite how he felt–duty and passion kept him going. He did what all Black men I know do in the face of anything that threatens who or what they love–they keep going. #BlackMenMatter.
Chadwick Aaron Boseman pressed through for his art, his family, and…for us. This hits different, Torches. This truly does.
Prayers for his family, and sending love to all of you.
We are grieving together for the loss of this particular torch. Yet, we have to remain light.
With Love and Light,