i don't think that "they died doing what they loved" is any consolation at all.
fact is they died, no matter what they were doing, that fact does not change.
that is like when my friend died from cancer in 2002. everyone said "at least she is not suffering anymore." that might be true, but it does not make me feel any better that she died. ya know?
"You can tell the greatness of a man by what makes him angry." - Lincoln
i don't think that "they died doing what they loved" is any consolation at all.
fact is they died, no matter what they were doing, that fact does not change.
that is like when my friend died from cancer in 2002. everyone said "at least she is not suffering anymore." that might be true, but it does not make me feel any better that she died. ya know?
I think its said in order to make sense of a loved ones dying. its like when a friend kills themselves.. we want to know why.. or we think we want to hoping itll make sense to us but it makes no difference.. the friend is still dead. death seems to be a taboo in our society and it think if our discussions were more open to it then we probably wouldn't give voice to such platitudes. afterall none of us escapes death.
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i don't think that "they died doing what they loved" is any consolation at all.
fact is they died, no matter what they were doing, that fact does not change.
that is like when my friend died from cancer in 2002. everyone said "at least she is not suffering anymore." that might be true, but it does not make me feel any better that she died. ya know?
STEVE IRWIN died.
A stingray barb got him in the perfect spot of the heart. He died within seconds. I've read many autobios, and bios.
He did this "camera shoot", for his daughter, BINDI. The stingray kills him, and he dies.
I have always blamed Philippe-Pierre Coustea, he invited Steve...., Steve thought it would be a great thing, to help, Philippe and his own daughter Bindi.... It was not.
Nothing is to be blamed. It was a time and place, and events happened.
I still don't like Philippe. I need time? :?
Maybe, I need to see a documentary of Phil swimming through a few feet of Box JellyFISH....
Jack Johnson... is feeling nauseated as I type this....
A stingray barb got him in the perfect spot of the heart. He died within seconds. I've read many autobios, and bios.
He did this "camera shoot", for his daughter, BINDI. The stingray kills him, and he dies.
I have always blamed Philippe-Pierre Coustea, he invited Steve...., Steve thought it would be a great thing, to help, Philippe and his own daughter Bindi.... It was not.
Nothing is to be blamed. It was a time and place, and events happened.
I still don't like Philippe. I need time? :?
Maybe, I need to see a documentary of Phil swimming through a few feet of Box JellyFISH....
Jack Johnson... is feeling nauseated as I type this....
Irwin got a little too close.. that's what got him killed. we were all just surprised it wasn't a croc that got him.
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A stingray barb got him in the perfect spot of the heart. He died within seconds. I've read many autobios, and bios.
He did this "camera shoot", for his daughter, BINDI. The stingray kills him, and he dies.
I have always blamed Philippe-Pierre Coustea, he invited Steve...., Steve thought it would be a great thing, to help, Philippe and his own daughter Bindi.... It was not.
Nothing is to be blamed. It was a time and place, and events happened.
I still don't like Philippe. I need time? :?
Maybe, I need to see a documentary of Phil swimming through a few feet of Box JellyFISH....
Jack Johnson... is feeling nauseated as I type this....
Irwin got a little too close.. that's what got him killed. we were all just surprised it wasn't a croc that got him.
Ignorance is bliss.
If you are that judgmental, go into traffic. A driver on a cell phone driving an SUV can decapitate you at any moment.
I suspect, if you died ... you were too close to the other car?
OR, They just didn't see you? Either way, was it your Fault?
:nono: You just expired because you were driving that day... nothing else.. more or less.
Honestly??????
Think in those shoes, for at least 2 minutes.
Even Steve, Teri, Bindi, Bob Irwin would laugh if a croc had gotten the best of Steve. That would have been funny. Simply because, he knew his Apex predators and their personalities. He wasn't a "short bus" type of person.
He even predicted his own fate. "I'll die protecting me best friends (mates, reptiles). "
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If you are that judgmental, go into traffic. A driver on a cell phone driving an SUV can decapitate you at any moment.
I suspect, if you died ... you were too close to the other car?
OR, They just didn't see you? Either way, was it your Fault?
:nono: You just expired because you were driving that day... nothing else.. more or less.
Honestly??????
Think in those shoes, for at least 2 minutes.
youre kidding me right? youre the one who said they blamed philippe-pierre cousteau for irwins death. who's ignorant now? you speak as if you know me and what I do or don't know about how steve Irwin operated. had he not been as close to the ray as he was the barb wouldntve struck him. its as simple as that. its not a disputable fact. its a bummer he died cause he did so much for animal conservation, but the fact remains if you are not within striking distance then you most likely wont be struck. an error in judgement killed Irwin... HIS OWN judgement. everyone knew Irwin always got close to his quarry.. no matter what that was. im hardly being judgementa...l just stating the facts as everyone knows them.
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I am still processing Irwin's death. It is the way he would have wanted to die if he had a choice. His family (kids), are brilliant and everything is beautiful.
His family carries on, through him.
If I am bit by a venomous Viper, that was my fault.
If I had to pick a death, I would be proud to go like Irwin did.
Sorry, BEE KEEPS, I don't want to be reading a book, when I die.
I am still processing Irwin's death. It is the way he would have wanted to die if he had a choice. His family (kids), are brilliant and everything is beautiful.
His family carries on, through him.
If I am bit by a venomous Viper, that was my fault.
If I had to pick a death, I would be proud to go like Irwin did.
Sorry, BEE KEEPS, I don't want to be reading a book, when I die.
I mean nothing ugly, and everything honest.
The truth.
:roll: :fp:
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exactly and hopefully you wouldn't see it coming.. just step off the kerb and BAM! like that scene in final destination. I could go for that myself.
I had a great-aunt who lived with family in New York. 94 or 95 years old, pretty fit physically and mentally; could've lived (well) for who knows how long.
One day, she did step off a curb and BAM! Bus got her.
A parachute not opening... that's a way to die. Getting caught in the gears of a combine... having your nuts bit off by a Laplander, that's the way I wanna go.
Throwing the word love out there with a recreation seems pretty stupid in the first place. As I feel the word is slightly over used in these times and days. I loved my mom and dad, but not the way I like to bike through forests, hike, jump off cliffs into lakes. So it should be they died doing something they really liked to do. Who the hell dwells on such a subject anyway. That is probably when you get snuffed. I wonder if Sunny Bono thought on the way down the slope, "if i die smacking into a tree, i'll have died doing something i love" and in that instant of nonconcentration the poor bastard snuffed it.
The poison from the poison stream caught up to you ELEVEN years ago and you floated out of here. Sept. 14, 08
A parachute not opening... that's a way to die. Getting caught in the gears of a combine... having your nuts bit off by a Laplander, that's the way I wanna go.
A parachute not opening... that's a way to die. Getting caught in the gears of a combine... having your nuts bit off by a Laplander, that's the way I wanna go.
But what about those "OH SHIT" moments between realizing the chute didn't open and hitting the ground?!
(btw, I love the irony of nuts meeting a "laplander")
A parachute not opening... that's a way to die. Getting caught in the gears of a combine... having your nuts bit off by a Laplander, that's the way I wanna go.
But what about those "OH SHIT" moments between realizing the chute didn't open and hitting the ground?!
That's when you hope you die of a heart attack before you splat off the ground. But in this day and age, if you were comfortable with the fact that your parachute was not going to open, please pull out your cell phone and film yourself, you'll make number one on some website for sure.
The poison from the poison stream caught up to you ELEVEN years ago and you floated out of here. Sept. 14, 08
That's when you hope you die of a heart attack before you splat off the ground. But in this day and age, if you were comfortable with the fact that your parachute was not going to open, please pull out your cell phone and film yourself, you'll make number one on some website for sure.
A lot of people are actually doing that. They tend to come from nordic regions. Cold weather must stimulate the need to jump off of cliffs and bridges.
A parachute not opening... that's a way to die. Getting caught in the gears of a combine... having your nuts bit off by a Laplander, that's the way I wanna go.
But what about those "OH SHIT" moments between realizing the chute didn't open and hitting the ground?!
(btw, I love the irony of nuts meeting a "laplander")
Oh man, falling. Definitely, definitely, definitely, definitely, definitely, definitely, definitely, NOT the way I want to go!
“The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man [or woman] who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.”
Dying is dying...and even if you were doing what you loved...your still DEAD. And then you won’t again have opportunity to do what you love, or just like. No more family, friends , sex, delicious food, music, walks in teh woods after first snowfall.
How do I want to die....well not for a while..have lots of loving and living yet to do.
My twisted take... it depends.
Like, let's say you ARE doing something you truely love. It is the manner in which you die that matters, right? If, for example, you LOVE surfing. You are on a wave, having a great time... then someone zaps you with a flamethrower. You WERE doing something you love... but, death by flamethrower is pretty awful..
...
I suppose the moral is... don't sweat it. We are all going to die one day because it is just a part of living. Live life and let each day what it may... including that guy with the flamethrower.
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Hail, Hail!!!
My twisted take... it depends.
Like, let's say you ARE doing something you truely love. It is the manner in which you die that matters, right? If, for example, you LOVE surfing. You are on a wave, having a great time... then someone zaps you with a flamethrower. You WERE doing something you love... but, death by flamethrower is pretty awful..
...
I suppose the moral is... don't sweat it. We are all going to die one day because it is just a part of living. Live life and let each day what it may... including that guy with the flamethrower.
Ar eyou saying that aside form sharks, I gotta worry about guys with flamethrowers? (who might or might not be muslims? He'd have to be in a helicopter. Im gonna be on the news, i can feel it.
I agree that saying things like "he died doing what he loved" is a way of making sense of someone's sudden death, especially when the person is relatively young and healthy. And the idea that someone is no longer suffering might be considered consolation by some people. Having lost several friends to AIDS, I always felt that didn't compensate for the pain of losing somebody I cared about. But after watching what they went through I'll admit there was some relief that their suffering was over. A lopsided bargain for me but a release for them.
I actually had a friend who said that he'd be glad to die doing his favorite thing, horseback riding. He was an accomplished rider and spent all his free time with his horses. He offered to help train a young girl's horse and while doing so was killed in a riding accident. In other words, he took a calculated risk--he knew that horses are wonderful animals but also involve a lot of responsibility--and sadly, he paid for taking that risk. But his partner seemed to take great comfort that he had died doing what he loved and in that fact that he was killed instantly, even though he was in the prime of his life and they should have had many more years together. It wasn't much comfort to me--I missed my friend. But the fact that it comforted his partner does mean something to me.
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how is this not a way to live? in vino veritas is my personal motto.
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non parlo italiano!
no need to brian... its latin.
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Mama mia! :fp:
(and Robin Williams survived a heart attack - thank fucking god)
More I think about it, how I die will be part of my life. I've got no choice in the matter, for the most part.
Is that more important than how I lived, or who I was while I lived? How I treated others, and myself?
A bus wouldn't be the worst thing.
(like a band-aid! Just rip it off!)
exactly and hopefully you wouldn't see it coming.. just step off the kerb and BAM! like that scene in final destination. I could go for that myself.
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
fact is they died, no matter what they were doing, that fact does not change.
that is like when my friend died from cancer in 2002. everyone said "at least she is not suffering anymore." that might be true, but it does not make me feel any better that she died. ya know?
"Well, you tell him that I don't talk to suckas."
I think its said in order to make sense of a loved ones dying. its like when a friend kills themselves.. we want to know why.. or we think we want to hoping itll make sense to us but it makes no difference.. the friend is still dead. death seems to be a taboo in our society and it think if our discussions were more open to it then we probably wouldn't give voice to such platitudes. afterall none of us escapes death.
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
STEVE IRWIN died.
A stingray barb got him in the perfect spot of the heart. He died within seconds. I've read many autobios, and bios.
He did this "camera shoot", for his daughter, BINDI. The stingray kills him, and he dies.
I have always blamed Philippe-Pierre Coustea, he invited Steve...., Steve thought it would be a great thing, to help, Philippe and his own daughter Bindi.... It was not.
Nothing is to be blamed. It was a time and place, and events happened.
I still don't like Philippe. I need time? :?
Maybe, I need to see a documentary of Phil swimming through a few feet of Box JellyFISH....
Jack Johnson... is feeling nauseated as I type this....
Irwin got a little too close.. that's what got him killed. we were all just surprised it wasn't a croc that got him.
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
Ignorance is bliss.
If you are that judgmental, go into traffic. A driver on a cell phone driving an SUV can decapitate you at any moment.
I suspect, if you died ... you were too close to the other car?
OR, They just didn't see you? Either way, was it your Fault?
:nono: You just expired because you were driving that day... nothing else.. more or less.
Honestly??????
Think in those shoes, for at least 2 minutes.
Even Steve, Teri, Bindi, Bob Irwin would laugh if a croc had gotten the best of Steve. That would have been funny. Simply because, he knew his Apex predators and their personalities. He wasn't a "short bus" type of person.
He even predicted his own fate. "I'll die protecting me best friends (mates, reptiles). "
I will give bibliography later if you pm me and really want it
youre kidding me right? youre the one who said they blamed philippe-pierre cousteau for irwins death. who's ignorant now? you speak as if you know me and what I do or don't know about how steve Irwin operated. had he not been as close to the ray as he was the barb wouldntve struck him. its as simple as that. its not a disputable fact. its a bummer he died cause he did so much for animal conservation, but the fact remains if you are not within striking distance then you most likely wont be struck. an error in judgement killed Irwin... HIS OWN judgement. everyone knew Irwin always got close to his quarry.. no matter what that was. im hardly being judgementa...l just stating the facts as everyone knows them.
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
I am still processing Irwin's death. It is the way he would have wanted to die if he had a choice. His family (kids), are brilliant and everything is beautiful.
His family carries on, through him.
If I am bit by a venomous Viper, that was my fault.
If I had to pick a death, I would be proud to go like Irwin did.
Sorry, BEE KEEPS, I don't want to be reading a book, when I die.
I mean nothing ugly, and everything honest.
The truth.
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
It immediately reminded me of that scene in Fat Kid Rules The World. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPk8nkM2fTs
One day, she did step off a curb and BAM! Bus got her.
(we still kind of make jokes about it
The poison from the poison stream caught up to you ELEVEN years ago and you floated out of here. Sept. 14, 08
One of the Naked Gun Movies? :think:
(btw, I love the irony of nuts meeting a "laplander")
That's when you hope you die of a heart attack before you splat off the ground. But in this day and age, if you were comfortable with the fact that your parachute was not going to open, please pull out your cell phone and film yourself, you'll make number one on some website for sure.
The poison from the poison stream caught up to you ELEVEN years ago and you floated out of here. Sept. 14, 08
Oh man, falling. Definitely, definitely, definitely, definitely, definitely, definitely, definitely, NOT the way I want to go!
How do I want to die....well not for a while..have lots of loving and living yet to do.
Like, let's say you ARE doing something you truely love. It is the manner in which you die that matters, right? If, for example, you LOVE surfing. You are on a wave, having a great time... then someone zaps you with a flamethrower. You WERE doing something you love... but, death by flamethrower is pretty awful..
...
I suppose the moral is... don't sweat it. We are all going to die one day because it is just a part of living. Live life and let each day what it may... including that guy with the flamethrower.
Hail, Hail!!!
Slim Pickens
Ar eyou saying that aside form sharks, I gotta worry about guys with flamethrowers? (who might or might not be muslims? He'd have to be in a helicopter. Im gonna be on the news, i can feel it.
I agree that saying things like "he died doing what he loved" is a way of making sense of someone's sudden death, especially when the person is relatively young and healthy. And the idea that someone is no longer suffering might be considered consolation by some people. Having lost several friends to AIDS, I always felt that didn't compensate for the pain of losing somebody I cared about. But after watching what they went through I'll admit there was some relief that their suffering was over. A lopsided bargain for me but a release for them.
I actually had a friend who said that he'd be glad to die doing his favorite thing, horseback riding. He was an accomplished rider and spent all his free time with his horses. He offered to help train a young girl's horse and while doing so was killed in a riding accident. In other words, he took a calculated risk--he knew that horses are wonderful animals but also involve a lot of responsibility--and sadly, he paid for taking that risk. But his partner seemed to take great comfort that he had died doing what he loved and in that fact that he was killed instantly, even though he was in the prime of his life and they should have had many more years together. It wasn't much comfort to me--I missed my friend. But the fact that it comforted his partner does mean something to me.