First one in my high school class

[He Man]

i understand all that, but something else is going on.  you don't wake up one day while teaching high school math and say "this job sucks, i'm going to deal drugs." 

i know plenty of people who did drugs on the side, got hooked up and started dealing on the side. It really is that simple. the money is too good to pass up

[Le Pirate]

sucks man.

I graduated with 80-something people. Our 10 year will be next year so they started putting together a facebook group to get everyones addresses and do planning. I found out we have lost 6 so far. Two had weird genetic disorders, one moto accident, one suicide, and we lost two to the war in Afghanistan.

Hard to believe that out of a small graduating class like mine...that many people didn't even make it to 28 years old

[ducpainter]

i understand all that, but something else is going on.  you don't wake up one day while teaching high school math and say "this job sucks, i'm going to deal drugs." 

maybe it took two days.

[Vindingo]

i understand all that, but something else is going on.  you don't wake up one day while teaching high school math and say "this job sucks, i'm going to deal drugs."  

it wasn't just one day, it was a lifetime that lead up to it.

Grew up in the ghetto, raised by single mom, his father died in jail while he was in high school... probably some of the reasons why he got into Yale in the first place.    

He quit his job becaue he didn't get the promotion he wanted.  According to the newspaper article he was making $1,000 a day selling pot.  Body was found next to 25lbs of it, in his hydroponic basement growhouse.      


I didn't go to the funeral because I would have had a hard time holding my tounge.  All of my buddy's facebooks were littered with "RIP he was an amazing guy"  "RIP to the smartest guy I ever knew..."   etc.  While I wouldn't have spoken ill of him at the funeral, I couldn't deal with how people turned him into some kind of martyr.  

[ducatiz]

While I wouldn't have spoken ill of him at the funeral, I couldn't deal with how people turned him into some kind of martyr.   

Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones;
So let it be with Caesar.

[RAT900]

I hate how people get re-invented into Saints for simply dying

They aren't there to defend themselves fairly

Many of my forebears/ancestors got celebratory obits

celebrating their demise that is