Thats right.. U read that correctly. Yes, you are right, it is tradgic. My heart goes out to his friends and family............ But........ The band was.... Ok.. At best... And there are so many other "notable deaths", here in the last 2 weeks...Martin Landau.. George romero.... FRESH KID ICE (Christopher Wong Won)...... And what about Joan Lee, the wife of Stan Lee. She passed a few weeks ago. . and i think i only saw one article on it.
The main reason i write this post is because, I am beginning to feel as though, the world (mainly the U.S.) is becoming a place where suicide is looked upon as a sideshow. These people feel there is nothing left.. That killing themselves is the ONLY way to solve whatever is troubling them. Their families may have or have not known the extent of it and now are thrust into the spotlight and are having their lives judged as everyone scrutinizes over the deceased. All the while they are burying a loved one. A person who they played kickball with.. Told their secrets too.. Held as they cried..but now they are just left there as people look at them like its their fault they didnt stop it.......... And Then.. The next phase of the process is, we glorify this person who has devastated the lives of everyone that was close to him or her. We put them on a pedestal and talk about how they never did a thing wrong and that they were an asset to humanity. And after all the hoopla and fan fare dies down.. They fade into history only to be spoken of when the dead crosses their mind. It ridiculous..... Lets treat them how they should be treated.. They are murderers and thieves. They didnt kill themselves... They murdered a son or daughter, brother or sister, uncle or aunt, a mom........ A dad..... They stole those years we had planned to be together.. They stole our shoulder to cry on..they took the future away. Can we stop honoring them and just let the family and friends pick up whats left of thier lives? Let them be the ones to grieve. The rest of the world is grieving over the "idea of the person".... Thats like crying over fairies and sasquatch.
P.s.
Dad,
If there is a heaven or hell... Where ever you ended up, i love you, but you stole from me and your potential grandkids. Your life wasnt just yours to take. It hurts... Everyday.