My dearest friend, Blaise van Hecke, passed away early Monday morning. Everybody’s posted the sweetest platitudes about her on social media. That’s what happens when somebody dies.  People say the nicest things about them. They’ll say those things about me when I pass away. In my case, just know about half of those platitudes won’t be entirely accurate, or will even omit a few things. The truest platitude for me would be something like, “Oh, he could go out of his way to help you, but sometimes he could be a surly prick.” That’s still being kind. But we don’t say those things about those who’ve left us. As far…