So Mikhail Kalashnakov has died.

The NYT covers the death here: http://www.nytimes.com/2013/12/24/wor....

It's sad. It's sad when a person dies, even when that person has lived a full life, and even when that person invented a weapon that killed thousands upon thousands of people.

But you know what's sadder still?

The obit doesn't even mention Kalashnakov's dancing career, his genius on the ballet stage, or his star turn on Sex and The City.

I guess it's true that all we care about is war.