I wasn't a fan of Bourdain. I didn't hold contempt like cr above, but I dismissed him in the early aughts when in his own words he relentlessly mocked Emeril and then moved on to a few other Food Network Stars. To me he was petty and jealous and tried too hard to be cool. I hate that quality (trying to be cool) in a chef, movie, musician, etc. It isn't genuine. So I never read or watched his stuff.
I've been reading about him through stories written while he was alive. Seems there's more to learn for me there than in the eulogizing. I went back to the feud with Emeril. A few years passed and Bourdain is co-hosting a roast of Batali with Emeril. He explained his beef face to face. He didn't get Emeril. How could Emeril keep performing for the barking seals in studio audiences after he had so much success? If he was so successful, he'd never wear socks again. You'd never see him. He'd be enjoying the life of leisure in a tropical paradise. He would never be a dancing monkey for a greedy network if he had Emeril's empire -- the restaurants, the publishing, the product lines, the tv presence. Why keep whoring yourself out at such great pace?
He gained respect for Emeril with the answer, and they became friendly with each other. Emeril said without any real forsight, he'd become a huge ship. The passengers were in the restaurants, at the publishing house, in the recording studio and in the product line factories. If he went down it would not only hurt too many people he cared for but so many he didn't even know. There was an unspoken contract to keep the ship sailing in the most profitable direction. That's why you keep doing it.
Bourdain respected the answer but he his response was telling. He said, "So you're f###ed." Emeril agreed. If you made it this far, read what I quoted. Bourdain became a ship.