reggie wrote:Well at least she hasn't lost the leg

Huh? I hope you are being sarcastic...

vance wrote:Huh? I hope you are being sarcastic...

Yes, I was. Sorry. Next time I'll include the <sarcasm></sarcasm> tags.

reggie wrote:

vance wrote:Huh? I hope you are being sarcastic...

Yes, I was. Sorry. Next time I'll include the <sarcasm></sarcasm> tags.

I caught it, Reggie.

BadComrade wrote:So my girlfriend was just watching the Adam Goldberg "Running With the Bulls" documentary on IFC for the 5th or so time, and she noticed that John Glick was in it. I don't recall anyone every mentioning that before... What's the story there?

john and adam were close friends

adam spoke, very eloquently, at john's memorial

BadComrade wrote:So my girlfriend was just watching the Adam Goldberg "Running With the Bulls" documentary on IFC for the 5th or so time, and she noticed that John Glick was in it. I don't recall anyone every mentioning that before... What's the story there?

tmidgett wrote:john and adam were close friends

met as college roommates for the early years until John moved to UW Madison. Deep, core friendship.

tmidgett wrote:adam spoke, very eloquently, at john's memorial

It was the most eloquent use of language that I have personally witnessed.

Alleged crash killer's mental state debated

I don't know about anyone else here, but I have come to a point where I want that nothing girl to kill herself immediately.

No trial. No plea.

Death.

At first, my reaction was that nothing would serve to bring back these very good men, so I was, for lack of a better term, indifferent to her existence. However, as I continue to see these articles and the maneuvering and the motions and all of the corollary nausea-inducing activities related to her continued existence, I want her to be gone.

I want her to find a tall and potent bottle of pills and consume it.

I want her to fashion a serviceable noose from strips of bedsheets, and I want her to use it to hang herself until she is dead.

I want her to take the sharp shards of a broken mirror and sink them into her throat with purpose.

I want her to leap from a tall stairwell and sound like an empty dresser drawers when she hits the marble floor.

I want her to grab the pistol from the bailiff, place its barrel in her eye socket, and fire a bullet into her head.

I want all of this nonsense to go away. I do not want to hear about whether or not she is mentally fit to stand trial. I do not want to read about her "desperate drive". I do not want to hear from or about her enabling family.

Most of all, I do not want any of the friends and families of these good men to be put in the position of having to be witness to this continued nonsense -- or the eventual trial.

Jesus, I am among the least of the sufferers, and this is too much for me to take. I cannot imagine how the respective spouses, parents, brothers, sisters, lifelong friends, etc. of these men must feel. I cannot imagine how these people get through their days.

You people are paragons of strength and humanity.

You people are saints.

But I am not. I want this nothing girl out of the picture forever, and I bluntly request that she take her life immediately by any means necessary.

I am truly sorry if I do not serve the memory of these good men with distinction. I am certain that their patience and compassion far outstrips mine, and that they would not speak words like this. For this, I am sorry.

But I am in no way sorry for wanting this person to kill herself. This bullshit is sickening and unacceptable, and it has to go away.

This is upsetting.

And it's not because I don't understand what you are saying. I can say I feel indifferent, but I'm watching from the moon compared to you.

"Three Chicago musicians" is upsetting.

"Three Chicago men" is upsetting.

The graph I see in my mind of the drop off of donations in their names over time is upsetting.

If this topic submerges, it's upsetting.

I'm not exactly sure why. The parts I'd like to forget are the ones that won't go away.

I know this is just what happens. This is what memory is like. Maybe I should learn not to get so upset.

Bradley R. Weissenberger wrote:I want this nothing girl out of the picture forever, and I bluntly request that she take her life immediately by any means necessary.

Be careful what you wish for. The first time she tried that we lost our three brothers.

I continue to have an empty feeling throughout most days. But I've also begun an internal campaign to keep all three alive in my memory.

I think about things like those foolish people who swerve back and forth on the highway trying to get nowhere fast, honking all the while. What would Doug do? He'd play the honking game where he would try to mimic their honk.

And I think of John and his amazing capacity for exotic (urchin-like) foods. Whenever we'd go to trade shows he would always get the urchin.

And I remember meeting Michael at an after-work hang at the Mark. I thought he was gay. I'm not, but even so I was surprised to find out he wasn't either.

Most of all I think that all three wouldn't wish evil on their killer. I'm sure they'd be pissed, but it was not in any of their personalities to hold on to anger. Justice is one thing, but compassion and understanding were their way of life.

I hate the girl, and I want justice too. But not in the form of more violence - self-inflicted or otherwise.

matte wrote:And I remember meeting Michael at an after-work hang at the Mark. I thought he was gay. I'm not, but even so I was surprised to find out he wasn't either.

That's so funny. I thought Michael was gay at first too. And while I am not gay either, I was strangely attracted to him. He is quite a charmer, attractive and a good dresser. Maybe borderline metrosexual with his Italian shoes and fine slacks.

And I had mentioned this same thing to another close friend of Michaels and she said that this sort of mistake had happened in the past.

I think Michael would be flattered that us boys would be talking about him this way.

I think of these guys often. I put my hand in my leather jacket pocket two nights ago (hadn't worn the jacket in a while) and found a pin that Arthur, from Gorillasuit.com, had made for John on his birthday (with his then-girlfriend, the Busy Beaver button girl). It had a drawing with a large dick-nosed character and it said Beware John Glick's droopy dick. I will try to scan it and put it up here. That was a good b-day party.

Those guys are still here. I think of Michael everytime I play drums and I hope he is helping me get better - I need it.

It seems the new law firm has defended high profile losing causes in the past.

The owner (namesake) of the firm is also on the board of wrongful convictions at Northwestern's law school. How appropriate.

And just to show how much of a humanitarian Mr. Pugh is, he has also defended a child pornographer.