Eulogy to the Grasshopper
Posted on 08 June 2009
Growing up in a prepubescent town like Canberra in the 70′s, we were force-fed morality from our two television channels. To me the teachings of the grasshopper turned wandering monk were a soothing antidote to the sacherine tones of Little House on the Prairie, the Brady Bunch and Happy Days.
So hearing that David Carradine had departed this earthly paradise was a melancholy moment…but what is with the knots and tourniquets? Is it an actor/musician thing? Too many days alone in hotel rooms with nothing much to do?
“Death by misadventure” will be the coroner’s verdict. Misadventure – an adventure gone wrong – like a parachute failing to open or drowning in your own vomit. It’s death while having fun (or at least your version of it). I guess at least he died with a smile on his face.
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