Climbing a lump of dirt, rock and ice formed by tectonic plates grinding together and forming ridges we call mountains, and being the first person to do said insane task, is not a great thing.
The man obviously wanted to climb because he wanted to climb.
He didnt care for glory, no prizes, he just wanted to see if he could do it.
I never like it when someone dies, but dont go blurting this out to everyone. The man climbed for isolation, not to be known by anyone.
Simply sit and give a silent goodbye for him.
That is all
Oh yeah.
When I become the median in the world, and have to deal with the worlds problems, yet have no direct control over anything, and somehow manage to fix the problems of the world in my 50 years in the job. I will die, and 500 years later, the Master Chief will have a picture of me for inspiration.
'Cause im so leet.