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Don't want to be like Paul now, becouse Paul is dead.

topic posted Mon, October 29, 2012 - 9:55 AM by  Zaius
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Not sure if you have heard this, but one of the small stars of Burning Man has passed from this mortal coil.

Last Saturday, Paul Addis kacked himself.

He stepped in front of a BART train, and instantly transformed into a greasy strip, about 100 yards long.

His family will save lots of money on his coffin, in that he will only need a very small one.

According to the reports, he could probably be stuffed into a Altoids tin, and you don't even have to take the used cigarette butts out.

That would be a very Burning Man final resting place.

Please don't get me wrong.

I have sympathy for the kind of pain that could drive someone to such a sticky end.
Life is sometimes very hard, and the hurtles overwhelming.
If he is at peace now, that's a fine thing.

However, I truly feel for the people who received the full wrath of his final performance.
The death of a child is one of the worst and most complete kind of pain that anyone can suffer.
I pray that his mother can find some solace in his sudden departure.

The train driver now has Paul's face permanently burned into his memory.
Killing people always affects those who get to do it.
That driver just wanted to finish his shift, and go home.
Now, I'm sure that he is off to therapy for quite some time.
He will be seeing that moment for the rest of his life, and it will always be just as sharp and clear as it was when it happened.
He now has emotional baggage to carry, and this suitcase is a heavy one.

It's sad to see Paul go in such a miserable way, but on the bright side, he finally preformed a one act play that no one will forget.
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Zaius
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  • >> Not sure if you have heard this, but one of the small stars of Burning Man has passed from this mortal coil.

    Last Saturday, Paul Addis kacked himself.

    He stepped in front of a BART train, and instantly transformed into a greasy strip, about 100 yards long.

    His family will save lots of money on his coffin, in that he will only need a very small one.

    According to the reports, he could probably be stuffed into a Altoids tin, and you don't even have to take the used cigarette butts out. <<


    Hadn't thought of this in years. But I actually saw several bits of gristle and bone that hours before had been part of a live human being. The poor man had been in conversation with another college student and they were either crossing or walking alongside the tracks as a San Francisco Muni streetcar bore down on them. Somehow he ended up underneath 30,000 pounds of moving steel, and whoever was tasked with cleaning up his remains missed enough of the little bits for me to find. Anyway I imagine that parts of Paul are still on the BART tracks as well.

    I didn't know Paul. And I was among the burners who condemned him for lighting the man prematurely. Still I found no joy, satisfaction or disgust in his death. Instead I found myself feeling sadness knowing that a person, even Paul, was willing to allow himself to be obliterated into oblivion. Nor did I find it necessary to belittle him in death, and that is what I think your OP does. So he's a "greasy stain" and his folks won't have to put money into his coffin, because "he will only need a very small one," like an "Altoids tin"?

    Jesus H. Christ, how wretchedly condescending of you.

    Whatever faults, thoughts and fears Paul had, they don't matter to him anymore. And that's what really counts, doesn't it?
    • Dear BSD,
      I complement you on your self satisfied condemnation of my words, and can only observe that you don't go far enough.

      My post isn't only " Wretchedly condescending" it's also insulting, reasonably juvenile, and absolutely lacking in human compassion.

      If it's any consolation for your wounded sensibilities, I was much more impolite to Paul, when he was alive.

      By way of defense, I can only point out that the one time I met him in the flesh, that is, before his flesh was smeared all over the train tracks,
      Paul pointed a gun at me. I had offered him no insult, I think that threatening people he just met with firearms was just Paul's way of making friends.
      Needless to say, he had few friends.

      I also find it ironic that someone who liked pointing guns at people was strangely reticent about pointing them at himself

      When it came time for Paul to shuffle off this mortal coil, he did it in one of the most thoughtlessly nasty ways possible.
      Where is your compassion for the train driver? Do you even pretend to give a shit about how his grisly act affects everyone who saw his departure?
      I can only assume that your altruism is limited to people who are past caring about it.

      If you really want to defend and comfort the sociopaths in our society, I understand that Charlie Manson is still accepting correspondence.
      I'm sure that he would welcome your warm words of compassion.
      I'm confident he would love to share his faults,thoughts and fears with you.
      And that's what really counts, right?

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