Hollywood has lost one of its great talents this week. Robin Williams, the beloved comedic actor who rose to fame while playing Mork the alien in the TV show Mork & Mindy, went on to portray Mrs. Doubtfire, flame it up in The Birdcage, and win an Academy Award for Best Supporting Actor for his portrayal of Dr. Sean Maguire in Good Will Hunting, has been found dead of an apparent suicide.
We’ll fondly remember being a kid and watching Robin act his tits off in Mrs. Doubtfire‘s hot flashes scene! RIP, Robin!
WHAT A DAMN COWARD………….
I have a weird reaction to suicide. I always feel like nodding my head and saying I understand. I understand not being able to find a way out of the thought storms inside your head. There are millions and millions of people who have no idea the torture of thoughts that won’t turn off, a mind that will not settle. For some of us, hope has been a suckers bet. I ache for all those lost in plain sight, a thick glass wall separates some of us unlucky bastards that keeps us from touching all the good stuff. I say this about Robin Williams as I have said about my friend Rusty’s successful suicide last year, I hope that he finds the peace in death that eluded him in life. I believe that whatever put the universe together is merciful. When someone is so completely lost they will never find their way out, the universal love will allow an early exit. I know a lot of “early exits” and I nod in understanding to each one. I respect others pain today and I understand despair from the inside out. Just because I have strung some very good days together doesn’t mean one day I might be looking for my own early exit. I’m sure at 46 Robin didn’t dream it would end this way either. The world can be shocked and dismayed but I, completely understand.
“I know your life
On earth was troubled
And only you could know the pain
You weren’t afraid to face the devil
You were no stranger to the rain”…..Vince Gill