This is going to be one of those rare moments when I get a little serious friends, if you wanna turn back now and wait for our next lighthearted post I won’t hold it against you. The subject for today is death, accidental death due to overindulgence of a recreational substance, to be more precise. Hold hands if you need to, it may get dark…but probably not…
Theres always sadness when a life is lost. Sadly unless its someone famous it rarely makes the news and even then if its a death of natural causes, its usually pushed back to page two. I truly am sorry for the friends and family of the latest life cut short by bad decisions but find it hard to feel sad for someone who had so much and threw it all away for drugs and alcohol.
I’ve heard when you’re famous it’s so easy to get caught up in drugs, everyone wants to be your friend and everyone has something they want you to try and of course you want to fit in so you try whatever’s handed to you and it’s not your fault. I understand that one night it was raining heroin and you got trapped outside your car and I understand that you saw a pile of cocaine and thought it’d be fun to make coke angels face down and I understand that when you are famous and have a toothache the dentist will write you a prescription for almost anything and when you have such easy access to these things accidents happen or knowing these things could potentially kill you, you overindulge and wind up as a cover story for a month.
I’ve been sitting here trying to figure out how to wrap this up and wondering why I even started writing this in the first place. To be honest friends, I have no idea how fame and fortune would impact my life. I like to think I wouldn’t join the ranks of Chris Farley, Shannon Hoon and John Belushi, to name a few in a long list excessive partiers. Maybe I’d live a long life and still be entertaining my fans well into my seventies and eighties, like Betty White and Morgan Freeman, or maybe I’d travel down that other road where, to paraphrase Marilyn Manson, “you can be drowning in a sea of liquor, wash up on a beach made of cocaine and the sky is made of LSD”, or maybe I’d be like Willie Nelson and smoke the marijuana, after all I don’t recall anyone ever dying from an overdose of the kind.
Stay entertained friends.
-D