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Not too long ago I made a video that’s an open letter to YouTube where my channel (also called Sagittarius Dolly just like this blog) is in danger of being demonetized. YouTube decided to do this in the wake of Logan Paul’s Suicide Forest video except YouTube is penalizing the wrong people.

This past week Logan Paul uploaded the first new video he made since both the Suicide Forest video and his subsequent apology video. It’s a nicely done PSA called “Suicide: Be Here Tomorrow” and it included an interview with a man who attempted suicide by jumping off of the Golden Gate Bridge and he miraculously survived. Here’s the video:

The video seemed promising even though there was one thing that had bothered me. Had Logan Paul simply made that Suicide Forest video then I would say that this new video is sufficient enough to prove that Logan Paul has learned a lesson from this incident. However, prior to the Suicide Forest video, Logan Paul made other videos where he and his pals essentially made fun of the Japanese and their culture while visiting their country. As of this writing he has yet to issue any kind of apology to Japan for his awful behavior. Here are the lowlights of those videos that were compiled by We The Unicorns.

I didn’t immediately jump on the “Logan Paul has learned his lesson” bandwagon because of that lack of apology to Japan. I’m glad I sat out that bandwagon because there were two recent incidents that had me question the sincerity of Logan Paul’s “Suicide: Be Here Tomorrow” video. One was an inappropriate comment he made on a picture that was posted on rapper Cardi B’s Instagram account. The other was this interview he made on ABC’s Good Morning America where he basically said that the guy committed suicide in the Suicide Forest as a way for him to make that Suicide Forest video and raise awareness of suicide prevention. You can watch this interview in its entirety—if you can stomach it.

In response I made this video titled “Why Logan Paul Can Take His ‘Suicide: Be Here Tomorrow’ Video and Shove It.” In that video I briefly mention the earliest suicide that affected me when my Great Uncle Jack killed himself when I was seven or eight years old. Feel free to share it with everyone you know.

Writing off Logan Paul is no big loss for me and I definitely won’t regret making my latest video. Here’s a video I found which goes over previous outrageous things Logan Paul has done in the U.S. prior to his fateful Japanese trip that will have your blood boiling.


Martin Luther King Day

Today is Martin Luther King Day, which honors the man who gave his famous “I Have a Dream Speech” where he said that he hoped that his four children would be judged not by the color of their skins but by the content of their character. While some things have improved in race relations since King’s murder fifty years ago this April, sadly white people in this country have a long way to go before we can all say that racism is pretty much history. It pains me to write this as a white American woman but I feel urged to call things as I see them, especially since there were two ugly international incidents that took place a week apart that literally make me embarrassed to be a white American.

The new year kicked off with a YouTube star named Logan Paul who has apparently amassed a huge following among kids (which is why I had never heard of him before). This video by TheTalko shows a basic primer about Logan Paul and his brother, Jake, for those who have never heard of these two.

Recently Logan Paul and his friends decided to travel to Japan where they made a series of travel vlogs that essentially mocked the Japanese and their culture. This video shows the lowlights of Paul’s first few Japan travel videos while That Japanese Man Yuta provides English-language commentary of his opinions about Paul’s antics in Japan.

As for the piece de resistance, Logan Paul and his friends decided to go to a park that has a reputation for being known as the “Suicide Forest” because of the huge number of people who have taken their lives there over the past several decades. When they stumbled upon the body of a man who recently decided to hang himself, they kept on filming both the body and themselves laughing and making jokes about finding a dead body. Logan Paul uploaded the video only to take it down a day later after people started to react negatively to that video.

The video below isn’t the original video that Logan Paul made. It’s one that shows only the excerpts from the original video that focuses on Logan Paul’s reactions to finding that body in the forest along with commentary by penguinz0. (The few scenes that show the suicide victim’s body have been completely blurred in this video.)

Here are a few things about Logan Paul and his antics in Japan:

1. Of all of the public parks located throughout Japan he could’ve visited, he chose the one that has the reputation as being the “Suicide Forest.”

2. From what I’ve read about this park, it has clearly defined nature trails that visitors are expected to follow while they are touring the park. Logan Paul and his friends intentionally went off of these trails in order to go deeper into the forest. What other reason could they have done this in a park known as the “Suicide Forest” if they weren’t hoping to find a dead body while making a video that’s a poor imitation ripoff of The Blair Witch Project?

3. When they found the body the first thing they could’ve done was to call the Japanese equivalent of 911 or try to flag down a park ranger/park employee/police officer/someone in a position of authority. But they didn’t do any of these things. Instead they continued with making the video where Logan Paul is cracking tasteless jokes about finding the body while shooting footage of that dead man.

4. On top of it, Logan Paul was wearing a goofy hat resembling the head of one of the three-eyed green alien toys from the Toy Story movies while laughing and cracking jokes about finding a dead body, which only further showed how callous he was about finding a dead body in a park known as the “Suicide Forest.” It would be like me going to the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier at Arlington National Cemetery in Virginia wearing a Mickey Mouse hat with a matching Mickey Mouse jacket and doing a livestream of myself cracking tasteless jokes by the graveside.

5. What Logan Paul and his pals refuse to realize is that the body they found wasn’t something that was put there for their amusement. That man who committed suicide was somebody’s son, somebody’s brother, somebody’s nephew, somebody’s spouse/significant other, somebody’s father, somebody’s uncle, somebody’s cousin, somebody’s friend, somebody’s neighbor, somebody’s coworker, etc. I can only imagine how those who knew that man felt when they learned that some foreigners made a video featuring the man’s dead body while cracking tasteless jokes and laughing at it.

Ironically this month is the one-year anniversary of the suicide of a guy whom my late aunt used to babysit from the time he was a baby until he reached middle school. I met him a few times when I used to visit my aunt along with my uncle and cousins. (I last saw him at my aunt’s funeral years ago.) I’m glad that the person who found Ben’s body called 911 instead of pulling out a smartphone and start making a video about how he/she found a dead body while cracking tasteless jokes then uploading it online.

One of my African American friends wrote a post on Facebook that basically said that the Logan Paul video incident was reminiscent of those photos of lynched African Americans in the Deep South that included white people who were gathered around the body smiling and laughing like they were out for a fun picnic day rather than actually being at the scene of a murder. (Yes, those lynchings were murder.) In this case it happened to be a Japanese man who committed suicide that was the target of the twisted amusement of Logan Paul and his friends but the result was the same. They felt that they were entitled to smile, laugh, and jeer at the body of a nonwhite man because he wasn’t born white so he’s more of an “other” and less of a human than they are.

After all, if they had found the body of a white man who committed suicide, would they have made a similar video? My bet would be “no.”

I came across this video from Reina Scully, a Japanese citizen who grew up in the United States, who explained the Japanese perspective on death and the Suicide Forest and why Logan Paul’s actions towards finding that body was offensive to the Japanese.

The only silver lining is that he has lost some lucrative deals with YouTube and Blackpills and he has also taken a break from his daily vlogging on his YouTube channel. Only time will tell whether his career as an online celebrity will ever recover from this debacle.

Even though Logan Paul was last week, this month in ugly white Americans didn’t stop there. This week President Donald Trump unleashed an international incident where, in a meeting, he pretty much called Haiti and Africa “shithole countries.” (Never mind the fact that Africa is a continent not a country.) He even complained about how there are very few immigrants from Norway.

I’ll admit that Haiti and Africa have their problems, which are due in large part to the legacy of white European colonialism dating back several centuries and which would warrant an entire series of separate blog posts in order to explain in full detail. (The late blogger Steve Gilliard did such a series on colonialism back in 2004 that’s so thorough that it’ll take you at least two days to go through but it’s definitely worth reading. This page has the links to the entire series.) Had the Europeans left these places alone, they would be much better off today with far fewer problems (especially with poverty).

Donald Trump has a history of racism that goes back decades. It was only natural that he would run for president while aligning himself with a political party that was once fairly progressive (it was antislavery in the days of Abraham Lincoln and it was another Republican, Theodore Roosevelt, who broke up a lot of the monopolies that were in operation at the time while championing conservation by establishing the national park system) but it ended when Richard Nixon started his Southern Strategy where the Republicans started to reach out to white racists who pined for the old days of the Confederate States of America.

It resulted in Republicans being obstructionists during Barack Obama’s time in office due largely because Obama was the first African American elected to the White House. It resulted in white Republicans like this infamous photograph of then-Arizona Governor Jan Brewer literally angrily yelling and sticking her finger right at President Obama’s chest when he arrived to that state on a visit. If both of the parents of President Obama had been white, Governor Brewer would’ve probably treated him with more respect instead of openly berating him like he was a naughty child.

In every nation on Earth it is the leaders who set the example for how its citizens behave. I’ve met older people who joined the Peace Corps and/or pursued careers in the civil service after hearing President John F. Kennedy’s inauguration speech that had this famous line: “Ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for your country.” They could have made more money had they worked in the private sector but they felt inspired to pursue a different career path of serving others as a result of Kennedy’s speech.

When you have leaders like Donald Trump who are openly trying to find ways of banning non-whites from entering this country while turning a blind eye to the vicious acts of white supremacists (such as what happened last year in Charlottesville), you’re basically signaling to white Americans that it’s okay to look down on non-whites as being less-than-humans. While it’s not fair to blame Donald Trump for Logan Paul doing what he did in Japan, it’s the white supremacy style of his current leadership that has given people like Logan Paul the idea that it’s okay to travel to a foreign country and make a series of videos mocking nonwhites along with their customs and traditions. Just as Donald Trump thinks that Haiti and Africa are shitholes worthy of contempt, Logan Paul thinks that the Japanese are funny looking people with slanted eyes who make weird video games and weird big-eyed cartoon characters who are worthy of contempt.

With that mindset coming from the White House, it’s no wonder that Logan Paul decided to make that nasty video about finding a dead body in the Suicide Forest.

This morning I woke up to find out that Chris Cornell, the lead singer of Soundgarden and Audioslave, has just died at 52. The news is now coming out that he had hung himself.

Soundgarden was among the bands I listened to back during the early 1990’s grunge era (along with Nirvana, Hole, Pearl Jam, and Alice in Chains). Sadly I never got the chance to see that band in concert. I still play Superunknown on a regular basis because the music is that good.

The sad part is that Soundgarden had just reunited and the band was playing a few gigs. Chris Cornell made this tweet just a few hours before he was found dead.

That tweet doesn’t look like one that was made by someone who was suicidal. It sounded like he was happy.

I’m just going to end this post by embedding a few videos that show Chris Cornell in action.

Have you ever had the experience of learning that someone whom you first met when that person was a baby is now dead? That is happening to me right now.

My late aunt, who was also my mom’s older sister, was a stay at home mother of four girls. When her youngest daughter started elementary school, her home was pretty quiet during the school week. She decided to earn extra money by taking care of other people’s young children in her home during the week. Most of the kids she babysat were between the ages of 2-5 and they only stayed with her anywhere from a few months to about a year or two until they either started elementary school or their parents moved elsewhere. So she had frequent turnover of kids.

Then she started to take care of three young brothers. The oldest had just started elementary school while the youngest, Ben, was just a baby (he might have been at least six months old) at the time. I think the boys’ mother wanted to go back to work after being a stay at home mom for the last several years so that was why my aunt started to care for them.

I think there may have been marital tensions between the parents as well but I don’t have all the details. (I was a kid myself when all this was going on.) I remember that Ben’s father shot himself to death soon after my aunt started to care for the brothers. I still remember when my aunt called my mom telling her about the distressing news. Ben’s mother ended up becoming a single parent and she frequently leaned on my aunt to help out with the childcare, especially if the mother had to go on some errand without having any of the kids in tow. I heard that the two older brothers were deeply affected by their father’s death. Ben was the least affected because he was so young when his father died so he grew up without ever knowing him.

Eventually my aunt stopped caring for Ben’s older brothers when they started middle school so it was just her and Ben at home during the weekday afternoon (when Ben’s school closed for the day) for a few years. Occasionally there were periods when they would be joined by another preschool child whom my aunt happened to babysit at the time. But the rest of the time it was just my aunt and Ben.

I used to sometimes see Ben when I visited my aunt and uncle with my parents. Sometimes his brothers would be there as well but there were times when Ben was the only one there because his brothers and their mother were elsewhere. I remember Ben being this really cute little kid with the big impish grin. He always had this mischievous look about him. As he learned to talk he started to call my uncle “Dad” (he saw my uncle as a father figure since his own father was gone) while he called my aunt “Mom Lipp” to distinguish her from his own mother (Lipp was my aunt’s last name). My cousins used to dote over Ben as the baby brother they never had.

My aunt stopped taking care of Ben when he entered middle school. She would continue to see him at church (his family attended the same Roman Catholic parish that my aunt, uncle, and cousins attended) and he would come by the house to visit every now and then (whenever he wasn’t busy with homework and after-school activities) so he still kept in touch with my aunt, uncle, and cousins. I think my aunt may have cared for a few more kids after Ben (I don’t remember) but she had to stop offering her child care services when she was diagnosed with breast cancer. Her cancer was in remission when my oldest cousin got married. Ben served as the altar boy at my cousin’s wedding. My aunt’s cancer returned not long after the wedding and she died at the age of 48. I saw Ben at my aunt’s funeral. I think he was in high school by then. It was the last time I saw Ben in person.

Today I learned on Facebook that Ben is dead. One of my cousins had posted a picture on Facebook of her, her three sisters, Ben’s mother, and Ben’s brothers after they returned from Ben’s funeral. I also learned on Facebook that Ben took his own life just like his father did. I don’t know why Ben felt the need to do what he did nor do I know if he actually sought any kind of professional help before he killed himself.

I just feel so weirded out that someone whom I met as a baby and saw from time to time as he grew up is now dead. I’m older than Ben and I’m still alive. Given the natural order of things, I should be the one who dies before Ben but, instead, it’s the opposite. Ben is dead and I’m alive. I just feel so numb about all this (and the fact that it’s cold and rainy outside today isn’t helping).

Last year I wrote about an impromptu memorial that sprang up in my area at the site where a man who committed suicide. At the time I wrote this:

The only lesson I can provide is this: Is there anyone in your life whom you haven’t communicated with in a while? Please take the time to either call, e-mail, or text that person. It doesn’t have to be something that’s too complex or involved. You could just say something like, “I haven’t heard from you in a while. How are you doing?” This could give that person a chance to admit that he/she is overwhelmed and start talking to you instead of concluding that suicide is the only option.

I also provided a link to the National Suicide Prevention Line (which can also be reached by phone at 1-800-273-8255). I can’t say whether Ben would still be alive had someone reached out to him asking if he was okay or if he had contacted the National Suicide Prevention Line. Yes, I know that it’s too late to help Ben but I would urge everyone reading this to just reach out to someone whom they haven’t spoken with in a while just to see how he or she is doing.

Now I have to deal with the sad fact that someone whom I met as a baby is now dead and I’m outliving him.

I know that sites like Roadside America tend to mention the downtown area of the original historic section of Greenbelt, Maryland as a less-known attraction (mainly because most out-of-state visitors tend to prefer going to Baltimore, Annapolis, and Washington, DC). As a local I tend to pass by the downtown area frequently so I’m used to seeing the statues and reliefs to the point of complacency. But I realized that I should still take the time to pause and reflect on the fact that these statues and reliefs exist and I should appreciate their existence.

I want to start off with this chair-like sculpture that’s not listed on Roadside America’s site but it’s located near enough to the others that it warrants a mention in this blog.


This sculpture, located outside the front doors of the Greenbelt Library, is dedicated to Al Herling, who was a longtime Greenbelt resident and a staunch supporter of the arts. I met Al when my then-husband and I first began to attend the local Unitarian Universalist congregation. He was not only an active advocate for the arts in Greenbelt but he was also very active in the arts at our congregation. I remember he was an excellent piano player (he used to occasionally play during Sunday service) and he was very active in the choir. I only knew him for a couple of years because he was already quite elderly and he died about four or five years after my then-husband and I joined the congregation.


The Greenbelt Library is located next door to the Greenbelt Community Center. It was originally opened as an elementary school when the town was founded in the 1930’s but it was converted to a community center when a newer, more modern elementary school was built a mile away. This building is noted on the Roadside America site for these reliefs that were created during the Great Depression by a sculptor named Lenore Thomas.


The Roadside America site mentions that the building and reliefs look really impressive when lit up at night and I have to agree with that one.


As for the reliefs, they are all based on the preamble to the United States Constitution, with each phrase from the preamble etched into stone at the bottom of each relief. Here is what each relief looks like in the day and at night.











Located near the reliefs is this sculpture that was also done by Lenore Thomas and was donated to the City of Greenbelt by her daughter back in 2000.


Located just a few feet away from the Greenbelt Community Center is Roosevelt Center, which is a small commercial district that currently consists of four food establishments, one convenience store, a beauty salon, a massage spa, and the Co-Op Grocery Store. Located in the center of Roosevelt Center is the Mother and Child statue that was also sculpted by Lenore Thomas.


Last month the Mother and Child statue was the scene of a tragedy when a man committed suicide just a few feet away. I wrote about this last month and noted how the base of the statue had turned into a makeshift memorial. The memorial has gotten smaller since that time but people still leave little tributes like these flowers at the base.


Way back in 2014 I wrote a rant about the travails of belonging to an online neighborhood group that dealt only with issues in my immediate neighborhood and how something as innocuous as an apolitical online neighborhood group can attract trolls and drama llamas.

The first paragraph of that 2014 rant dealt with how I was a member of a Yahoo! group about my neighborhood but I ended up quitting it because I grew so tired of the moderator, who thought of himself as being such a comedian that he would frequently make unfunny posts that poked fun at someone else’s serious post. One such example was when someone made a post asking about some local restaurants that served vegan food and the moderator made some unfunny jokes about vegans, which incited this unnecessary online drama from people who were offended at the unfunny vegan jokes. He also drew ire with his frequent references to a group of African American teens as a “wolfpack” when all they were doing was just sitting outside on benches consuming snacks and drinks they purchased from a nearby convenience store.

A couple of days ago I learned on Facebook that the moderator of that Yahoo! group had committed suicide. He was only 51 years old. I never met the guy in person. I had formed a very unfavorable impression of him based on his less-than-impressive moderator activity on that Yahoo! group. I basically disliked the guy based solely on his so-called “funny” posts, the majority of which I either thought were unfunny, insulting, or both. In my zeal to conclude that this guy was unlikeable, I forgot that he was a human being just like the rest of us. Just because he cracked insulting jokes that hurt other people’s feelings didn’t mean that he was inhuman. In fact, it’s possible that his frequent joke-telling was a way for him to mask whatever emotional pain he was feeling yet, for whatever reason, was unable to express it in a healthy way.

Basically just because someone is obnoxious doesn’t mean that he/she isn’t going through some personal turmoil in his/her personal life. It’s possible that the obnoxious personality is the byproduct of that personal turmoil. That man’s personality probably led to a downward spiral where he probably needed help yet his abrasive personality had alienated and driven away anyone who could’ve been able to help which, in turn, led to feeling increasingly isolated which, in turn, led to becoming even more obnoxious and abrasive which, in turn, led to alienating and driving away more people who could have helped him, which, in turn, led to becoming even more isolated, etc., until it led to this tragic conclusion where he completely gave up on life altogether.

He left this life in the most dramatic way. He shot himself in the head near the Mother and Child statue in Greenbelt, Maryland sometime between 2-3 a.m. on Friday morning, March 11, 2016. I walked past that same statue yesterday where I saw this little memorial pop up.


Someone had left a bunch of flowers, an opened Bible, and a smudge stick (which was dispensing smoke when I took these photos).


The Bible was opened to Psalm 23 (“The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures…”).


Here’s another shot of this impromptu memorial.


I left the area to do something else. When I returned a few hours later I saw that the flower pile had grown and there were also cards, a note, and a photograph left there as well.




The only lesson I can provide is this: Is there anyone in your life whom you haven’t communicated with in a while? Please take the time to either call, e-mail, or text that person. It doesn’t have to be something that’s too complex or involved. You could just say something like, “I haven’t heard from you in a while. How are you doing?” This could give that person a chance to admit that he/she is overwhelmed and start talking to you instead of concluding that suicide is the only option.

Also keep this number handy in case you have someone who is suicidal: 1 (800) 273-8255. That’s the number for the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline, which you can also reach online right here.

UPDATE (March 24, 2016): The local paper has details about the suicide and the life of that person that you can read right here. (The paper is only available as a .pdf format but you can see a photo of the impromptu memorial at the bottom on page 1, a cartoon mourning the deceased on the top of page 2, an obituary on page 4, a mention of the deceased in the “Our Neighbors” column on page 5, and additional stories about the deceased on page 7.)

For the rest of my life, whenever anyone asks me where I was the night the nation learned that Robin Williams had committed suicide, I can easily answer this question: Dr. Sketchy’s Anti-Art School at The Wind-Up Space in Baltimore!

When I decided to go to that event, I hadn’t learned about Robin Williams’ death yet. I was just going to have a good time and practice my drawing skills. Before I arrived at The Wind-Up Space, I stopped at the nearby Liam Flynn’s Ale House. I was inspired to try eating there after I attended the tail-end of the opening reception for the Station North Arts District Salon Show (where I currently have two pieces on display at the Station North Arts Cafe). Here is what the decor looked like.


And here’s the wall full of art from the current Station North Arts District Salon Show.




While I was at Liam Flynn’s, I ordered this incredibly awesome salmon dinner with a side salad and some hard cider. The meal was excellent. What’s really great was that there’s an option to order a half-meal for half the price of a full meal, which was great for my budget. Besides, that half-meal filled me up pretty well.

After dinner I walked a few doors down to The Wind-Up Space. Usually I can get a decent seat. However, that night it was so crowded that I ended up sitting in the back, which I documented with my smartphone camera.


I learned that that night set a new attendance record with 65 people showing up and the place was on the verge of being sold-out. Despite the crowd, people were pretty good-natured so it wasn’t too bad. (I was still able to see the model despite being several rows back from the stage.) Since The Wind-Up Space is also taking part in the Station North Arts District Salon Show, I was able to get another view of some of the art from that show on display on one of the walls.




The model for the evening was a burlesque performer from St. Louis named Jeez Loueez. (Some of the drawings in this entry are definitely NSFW.) I started out with a few black and white drawings, the best of which are posted below.




During the first model break, I took a look at my smartphone. I have The Guardian newspaper app installed on it. (I became a fan of The Guardian ever since I read that paper during the time that my then-husband and I spent a week in London back in 2007.) I received a push notification from The Guardian and it said that Robin Williams had died of an apparent suicide. I gasped when I saw that notification and I opened the app to read that story. Someone near me had heard me gasped and asked what happened and I mentioned that The Guardian app was saying that Robin Williams is dead. That person sounded skeptical and was even asking me if The Guardian is a reliable source. (I just want to say that The Guardian is pretty reputable compared to those notorious sleazy tabloids that tend to exaggerate or make up stuff—especially the tabloids that are owned by Rupert Murdoch’s News Corporation—and it wouldn’t just announce the death of a major American celebrity like Robin Williams without some kind of an official confirmation from the local authorities.) The skeptic turned to her own phone and it was obvious that she saw the news for herself because she was looking at her phone for several minutes.

So it suddenly became surreal as I saw other people looking at their smartphones and I suspected that they must have seen the same news that I did. The conversations were all pretty muted. I think people were just shocked because Robin Williams’ suicide came from out of nowhere.

I don’t know when the people connected with the Dr. Sketchy’s event learned the news but the whole event continued as Jeez Louise returned from her break. So I took out my colored pencils and made a few more drawings. Like the old saying goes, “The show must go on!”




There was another model break with Jeez Loueez changing her costume and doing a brief burlesque performance before resuming modeling.


The organizers announced a contest and asked the audience for suggestions. One guy blurted out “Robin Williams” but they were initially reluctant to that suggestion while announcing that Williams had passed away. Instead we did a contest where we had to incorporate Roger Rabbit in a drawing. As someone who have long loved Who Framed Roger Rabbit? I took part in that contest and produced the drawing below.


The above drawing was among the finalists but I didn’t win. There was another model break followed by an announcement that the organizers had relented on not using Robin Williams in a contest and decided to do a contest based on one of Williams’ movies, Hook. I had seen that film years ago and, while I felt that it wasn’t among Robin Williams’ better movies (I preferred Patch Adams, Good Will Hunting, Mrs. Doubtfire, and Dead Poets Society), I’ve always loved Peter Pan ever since I saw the Disney animation of the same name when I was a child. So I took part in the contest. Unlike the last one, this drawing failed to make it to the finalists.


After that contest people started to leave because it was getting late at night. I took advantage of the situation by moving to a closer chair where I was able to get a better glimpse of Jeez Loueez. I made this last drawing before I left for home.


I briefly turned on the TV when I got home and I saw wall-to-wall coverage about the death of Robin Williams on the cable TV news. I also saw my Facebook news feed filled with Robin Williams-related stuff. (I didn’t dare check out Twitter, Instagram, or other social media because I knew it would’ve been the same.) The next few days were filled with news about Robin Williams’ suicide on both TV and the Internet. It was like the whole world erupted into mourning on a level that I haven’t seen since the murder of John Lennon in 1980 and the suicide of Kurt Cobain in 1994.

UPDATE (October 19, 2014): Here’s the official video of this event. Some of my drawings even made it in this one. 🙂

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