So this is a thing that was published today. I won’t link to it. You can find it if you really want to read it.

So this is a thing that was published today. I won’t link to it. You can find it if you really want to read it.

A thing

When it comes to reporting of suicides, I’m pretty old-school. If people die by their own hand, I’m of the opinion that we use the old euphemisms like “there were no suspicious circumstances” and so on.

That’s no longer a popular opinion.

These days, when there’s a suicide it is reported on in great detail. Especially in the case of celebrities we know (whether we wish to or not) how they decided to take their lives, why they might have done it, and if we’re very unlucky we get the note that was left behind. Thousands of articles are written, linking the person to the cultural zeitgeist. The bell begins to toll for us.

The genie is out of the bottle, but the old rules were there for a reason. I have Facebook. I have young friends and family. And too many this week are lamenting the very recent suicides of their close friends and family. Too often this past week I have seen people say “well if person X couldn’t hack it, what chance is there for me?”

The genie is out. That doesn’t mean we all have to keep rubbing the bottle.



If I told you a woman had a Dante quote tattooed above her vagina, you would instantly know which Dante quote it was, right?

"The more a thing is perfect, the more it feels pleasure and pain."

"Here begins a new life."

"He who sees a need and waits to be asked for help is as unkind as if he had refused it."

"Through me you go into a city of weeping; through me you go into eternal pain; through me you go amongst the lost people."

"Remember tonight… for it is the beginning of always."

My ex-girlfriend is catatonic after fucking a dead guy. And my present girlfriend has sucked 36 dicks.”

You know you walk down the street and you see a bike that’s chained to a pole but that bike has fallen down and a wheel is on the road now and someone will run over it with their car when they’re parallel parking?

It takes like no effort at all to pick that bike up. It’s the best kind of good deed too, because the person who owns the bike will never ever know.

People will look at you like an idiot though. Trust me on that one.

There is apparently a rule that if you write about going to a sex party, then you have to ensure it is understood that you are better than everyone who went and you totally fell asleep and didn’t have sex with anyone.

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