i actually didn't find out lowtax was dead until a day or two ago, nor all the circumstances surrounding. reading it all at once was quite upsetting -- that he's gone, and i'm, like, for real, upset. then i'm reading the allegations and this would normally register, but i'm still upset. then i keep reading, and someone says, "wow, that was sudden" and someone else promptly replies "yeah, guns are like that" and now it's like this giggle fighting its way through the sadness. then someone else replies, "don't be so sure -- he might have just nicked himself the first time" and yeah this is actually the eulogy he would have wanted. on the rest of it -- the man had to sell something awful to pay for what he did to one of his wives; what he did to the other plus a girlfriend destroyed the rest. that, oh, when you are in a hole -- stop digging -- etc. and as such he suffered appropriately for what he did. then he kept going, and he suffered more, and nothing left, end. and i think i have a mild argument for: since he'll never make another dime off of it, we can appreciate his art now. i put on my robe and wizard hat
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