I've been following the
news coverage of the crash that killed
Silkworm's drummer. The situation just gets more and more insane.
The woman who hit the car he was is in had apparently gotten in a fight with her mom, and that upset her to the point that she wanted to take her own life. So she rammed her car into another at 70 MPH. I mean, shit - if you want to kill yourself, there are lots of ways of doing it that
don't involve other people. Who the fuck rams their car into other people? Ram it into a wall! A fucking telephone pole! Run it off a cliff! How fucking selfish. Suicide is by its very nature a selfish act, but taking people with you? It's beyond heinous.
A real person, with real problems, sure. But she's also a 23-year-old
model. (Yes, that's her.)
I want to be fair and unassuming, but man - my gut reaction is "what the fuck!" I don't believe that any individual human life is worth more or less than any other, but at the same time, it's offensive to my sensibilities that some
model's rash actions caused the deaths of three
artists, and by all accounts, generous, warm, and loving individuals.
I have to look past what people do and instead look at what people are. It shouldn't make any difference if it had been a doctor or a priest or a garbage man or another musician. But holy shit. I hope she gets what's coming. I'm ardently anti-capital punishment. And a true punishment for this person, who was trying to take her own life, would be for her to spend the rest of her days alive and locked up.
I've spent a good amount of the weekend listening to all my Silkworm records (not that that's much different from any other time) and going through old copies of
The Rocket (I have a shitton of them, mostly from 1993-1995) looking for articles about them. Of course, the drummer always gets short shrift, but when Michael is mentioned, it's always positive.
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