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TheHeretic -> Finding bodies on Facebook (11/8/2013 9:29:49 PM)
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It has been suggested to me that I simply quit looking up people I knew long ago, on Facebook and Google. First was my old roomate from the barracks in Japan, who fell asleep at the wheel of a big truck, and ate an overpass abutment along a Texas highway for his last meal.
This week, browsing through the friends list, I realized I hadn't seen anything in forever, posted from a service buddy I'd known since boot camp, and clicked over to his page. He'd blown his brains out.
The old roomdog was easy enough to take in, after the initial shock. He'd been a stupidly stubborn asshole, 25 years ago, and he listened to that shit twangy country that wouldn't keep a meth-head awake.
This week's discovery was harder. I get that suicide is an irrational impulse with permanent consequences, but I couldn't wrap my head around the picture of this particular guy checking out with a quiet whimper. I wound up chatting with one of his current friends, and got the scoop that he had gone deep into druggie-land, and had actually killed himself on a woman's voicemail, after she dumped him and moved. Once it was understood as a totally insane spectacle, while he was massively fucked up, I could make some sense of it. Still a nasty jolt though. I liked my vision of the world better, with him still in it, pissing people off every day, just because that was his nature.
Does anybody else have a lousy track record, hunting up folks from back in the day?
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