Smasharoo wrote:
I agree, I just think from his personal experience of life his actions were a triumph and not a failure.
Well, in that swiss-cheese mess that used to be his skull I'm sure it was, but you have to understand how that's hard for those of us with intact mindgoo to grasp. My brain no worky that way. I think of his mother, the hopes she had for him, and think "What a damn waste. Stupid."
Also, he's the one his success would have made sense to and he's dead, so I win. Yay me.
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I'd like it if such things never happened, but pretending the guy's life is a failure is lying about our measures of achievement. When you live in a world where 50 times as many people know who Charles Manson was than who Linus Pauling was, you have to accept what the standards are for relative importance in life. We'll remember him for years as thousands of saint like people we'll never even realize existed die in obscurity.
I'm honestly interested in this viewpoint, because it's very foreign to my own and hard for me to validate. I recognize Charles Manson, but I have no idea who Linus Pauling is. I've read my share of murder stories and watched my share of
Unsolved Mysteries, but I always come out feeling the same: What a damn shame. I can't remember most of these folks names, and in Cho's case, I can't even spell them. Some success. He should have changed it to Johnny Lee Killer or something.
Loser.