Archive for the ‘death’ Tag

04-18-2013   2 comments

For as long as I can remember I’ve been fascinated by death.  While in the service and during my years as a police officer I was forced to see a great deal of it.  I’m unshockable by death itself but not in the ways in which  some people exit this reality.

I’ve been a big fan of the annual Darwin Awards for decades because they highlight the funny and odd ways people die.  It’s not really macabre because humor makes dealing with almost anything easier.  The Darwin Awards pick out a few selected incidents each year and give a fairly graphic description of their stupid, funny, and sometimes ironic deaths.  I guess my one wish would be to die in any fashion that keeps me off their list.  Dying in a stupid or embarrassing manner is just not acceptable.

I always knew there were many deaths that the Darwin people chose not to publicize so I decided to do some research of my own.  Here are a few that caught my attention even though they didn’t make the cut for Darwin. They are from many countries and cover many decades of time.

  • In New Orleans in 1985 a guest at a party for lifeguards celebrating their first drowning-free swimming season in memory drowned Tuesday, the director of the New Orleans Recreation Department said today. Madlyn Richard, the department director, said the body of Jerome Moody was found on the bottom at the deep end of a department pool as the party ended. She said Mr. Moody, who was 31 years old, was not a lifeguard, but four lifeguards were on duty at the party.
  • Jim Fixx died in 1984 (ironically his arteries were plugged with too much cholesterol). He left a legacy of thousands of joggers and runners that he introduced to the pleasures and benefits of jogging and the sport of running. His book, The Complete Book of Running, became a best seller among running books. When Jim first took up running in the 1960’s, he weighed 220 lbs. By the time his book was published, he had trimmed down to 159 lbs, and was an accomplished runner.
  • An ice cream truck driver in Thailand died while laughing in his sleep. Damnoen Saen-um, 52, laughed for about two minutes yesterday and then stopped breathing, the Nation newspaper reported. Damnoen’s wife tried to wake him but he kept laughing. An autopsy suggested that he might have had a heart attack. "I have never seen a case like this. But it is possible that a person could have heart seizure while laughing or crying too hard in their sleep," said Dr. Somchai Chakrabhand, deputy director-general of the Mental Health Department.
  • A 38-year-old lawyer with the Toronto law firm of Holden Day Wilson, did indeed plunge to his death from the 24th floor of the Toronto Dominion Bank Tower in front of several horrified witnesses. The firm’s spokesperson said “He was testing the strength of the window. There was a lot of joking about how the window wouldn’t open on a hot day. Apparently, it was the second attempt [at testing the window] that one of them popped out and he went through."
  • A church organist was found dead at his Teesside home naked inside a giant plastic bag. Ian Kemp, 48, from Stockton, was found alone in his house bound by his wrists and shins, an inquest heard. A vacuum cleaner was also connected to the bag and it is believed Mr Kemp died after the machine had sucked all the air out of the bag.  Teesside Coroner Michael Sheffield said such incidents were sometimes connected to sexual gratification.
  • "Escape artist The Amazing Joe Burrus, a recovering drug addict, wanted to give back to society by performing a Houdini-like stunt for a rehab-clinic benefit in 1990. For the act, he was covered under six feet of dirt and wet cement in a locked coffin while bound in chains and handcuffs. After the nine tons of glop were poured on, the coffin collapsed and Burrus was buried alive."
  • Brent Tyler and Chelsea Tumbleston (both 21) worked together as waiters at the Wild Wing Café in Columbia, South Carolina. Now this is the Deep South: You must understand that here, lovebirds follow strict courtship rituals. Brent told Chelsea she was pretty as a picture. Her heart a-pitter-patter, Chelsea told Brent he was a most worthy gentleman caller. Then they went for a midnight fuck on the roof. We know they waited to get naked until reaching the building’s metallic pyramid-shaped roof because their clothes were found there. Their nude bodies were not so lucky, discovered lifeless on the street 50 feet below.

I recently had someone tell me in conversation that death by fire was a “terrible way to go”.  I think he was full of it because in my humble opinion there is no good way to go. I’ve had people tell me they’d prefer to die while making love. Sorry, I’ll pass on that one too.  I never want to die no matter what the circumstances.  I plan on going kicking and screaming all the way.

11-07-2012   2 comments

I guess I must be suffering from post election withdrawal.  It’s such a relief to have the election and all of the associated nonsense over with.  So I’ll start this day enjoying my breakfast of eggs, bacon, toast, and coffee.  I guess as long as the simple things I enjoy stay the same it helps me deal with the bigger things that suck.  I stayed up late last night reading  more of Harry Potter and occasionally surfing to Fox News to check on the election returns.  Needless to say I slept in a little later than usual this morning because I knew what I was going to wake up to.

This little breakfast nook of ours is on the second floor overlooking the road that passes by the house.  We seem to be on the route for a continuing stream of bicyclists, runners, and soccer moms with their kids and dogs. It’s an easy way for me to people watching from a safe distance without alarming anyone. People these days are very nervous, and rightly so.

I’ve noticed one thing in recent months about the runners that jog by here. They all look like they want to die with their red flushed faces and wobbly knees. I thought running was supposed to be a good thing.  All I’ve ever heard from the obsessed runners that I know is how this huge rush of endorphins surges through their skinny yet healthy bodies.  I hate to be the one to tell them that I can also get a huge rush of endorphins by smacking myself on the hand with a hammer.  Truth be told I’d rather have the smack with that hammer than to be running all over God’s creation.  Let me tell you a story I was told from my late father a few years ago.  Listen to the story and then get back to me about how healthy jogging can be. Here we go.

My father worked a blue-collar job all of his life and for most of those years his job was extremely physical so he never was into lifting weights, hitting the gym, or running.  His boss’s name was Mr. White and he worked primarily in an office position that required almost no physical activity.  Mr. White lived a few miles from our home and every morning as my dad was driving to work he’d see Mr. White jogging along in his cute little running outfit. He’d give my Dad a nod or a wave and continue on down the road. Now you must understand this, Mr. White was not overweight or in need of bodybuilding and appeared to be a healthy individual who was using running for stress relief.  One morning as my father’s work day began he was called to the office and told that Mr. White had passed away. He asked under what circumstances and was told that Mr. White had been found lying along a road approximately a half mile from his home, dressed in his jogging outfit, and dead from a heart attack.  What’s the moral of the story you ask.  That’s an easy one for me, don’t freaking jog.

I’m not criticizing those people who love running but I just thought it was ironic as hell that a guy that appeared to be as healthy as Mr. White dropped dead while jogging.  You can be sure of one thing, you’ll never see me running along a road anywhere unless there’s a guy close behind me with a gun.  Just saying.

I’m  rambling on and on because I truthfully don’t want to get off my ass and do anything today.  Maybe another coffee and some loud kick-ass music might do the trick.  We’ll see.

Posted November 9, 2012 by Every Useless Thing in Just Saying

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