Robin Williams died today. The circumstances don’t matter so long as they weren’t at someone else’s hands, and thankfully as reports go in this breaking story they weren’t. On very few occasions in our lifetimes are we inspired by greatness—those moments when we see, hear, touch as our senses allow something so different, that our perceptions of reality change. That happened to me the night I first glimpsed Robin Williams on TV. Being GenX I grew up in Australia in front of a cathode ray screen. As my earliest recollections go, our first TV was a huge wooden box on four legs with a weird looking space-age antenna that coiled like a coat hanger from its sides. It was an HMV brand and its logo…