Its a damn shame to lose such a great writer. Somehow though it sorta suits for him to shoot himself. Either way, I'll miss reading his column for espn.
nice pst here. I think the funny thing about suicide is you might just wake up alone for all of eternity (until eternity ends and the party's over and they turn out the lights) (And, you don't have to go home but you can't stay here....omg~! what then??? (!) ) wanna here another funny suicide story? ...
I agree, I'll miss him on Page 2... At least he went out the right way, the HST way... a gun to the head... he couldn't go out a better way... made himself even more of a legend than he already was.
i was crushed im still in shock the bastard shot himself....what a cliche in a way, a tragic ending for a brilliant man just like heminway
Thats a shame but I don't blame him...people have the right to kill themselves if they want to.... I do wonder what led up to it.
"There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. Some kind of high powered mutant never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die." seemed appropriate...
hurray for YOU!! you wouldn't wanna hear a kinda funny suicide story, would you? don't worry it was someone i loved.
ok, well you may or may not think it's funny but I certainly laughed out loud when it happened. I was sitting in the Van Gogh museum staring at the painting of black crows flying over a yellow wheatfield with the bluest sky . And the "information tour system" headset I was listening to told how he one day went out to kill himself and shot himself in the head. He lived. Shot himself in the head and lived! (?) He had to drag himself home like that? If that's not a funny suicide story then I guess there isn't one. ps He only died two days later after his brother came to him.
im sure he had is reasons, its my bet that he found out he had cancer or some crap, and instead of falling to some pile of crap disease - he went in a blast of glory. the death of an icon has never upset me so much (and damnit, one of you cunts could have done me a big favour by telling me about that page 2 thing - At some earlier point in time)
A poem for Hunter: I got the news today that a friend of mine had died And I couldn't help but question why A man of strong will and strong mind A voice of the counterculture personfied An inventor, a genius at heart Strong conviction was never far apart And though some may disagree with the way he sees He wanted us all to be free Though I really never knew him, I felt that I had And now that he's gone, I do feel bad I knew him through his books His books of great underlying meanings that some never got A hypocrit, a sell-out, he was not A man of out of place character But an undeniable place in history An inventor, a genius at heart Hunter died today.
that's good. He would have liked it. I can't beleive how much this is upsetting me. I've never cried over the death of someone I didn't know personally. I'm glad I'm not the only one.
It's such a unsettling feeling, I'm really quite distraught. It's strange too, because I was thinking of him this weekend before I heard the news. Good poem btw.