I was reminded of this the other day when there was this horribly sad death of a public person. Someone I never met, have no connection to at all, but at the same time have been not affected by, but it made me think…
About this kook.
I’m gonna catch a beatin for this but I don’t give a shit.
I, like everyone else was a big fan of this dudes poetry, and his contribution to music was a decent one. But who fuckin cares. It’s boring.
He was the father to a two year old child, and it was SO ALL ABOUT HIM ALWAYS that he put a shotgun in his mouth, and left this little girl alone. Like FOREVER style alone.
It’s not ok.
I know he was “conflicted” and in “oh so much pain”, but fuckin spare me.
More money than this little urchin knew what to do with, a never ending line of people lined up to help him on a moments notice, ready to do ANYTHING to help him heal his brain, and he couldn’t get outta self long enough, if for even seconds, to look at the planet from a different view other than his own, frankly I believe contrived identity, and think of his responsibility to be around to help guide his baby so that SHE wouldn’t have to endure falling into the same bullshit he did.
I know drug addiction is awful. I have survived it. I have been where this dude was. And suicide for sure could be an option, EXCEPT that I made a choice to be a father.
Suicide in itself is a selfish act, and friends and family are morosely affected by anyone who takes their own life and it isn’t fair. But I would be willing to let killing yourself slide, UNLESS you have made a decision to be responsible for the progress of another.
Kurt, you were a bum for this. A half a man, and you failed miserably at the ONLY thing in your life you had to get right.
Just bein a parent.
Just bein there to listen
Just bein there to hold a hand.
You sir, were a joke.
P.S. We could always ask how his daughter feels about his choices.