I was reading a story my buddy Ken sent me. A wrestler that all my friends have seen before, Chris Candido, passed away over the weekend. I was scanning the channels late Saturday night, and came across the show for the organization he wrestled for. First thing up, he was there, legit injury and all. This morning, reading the story, replaying the last footage of someone that has since passed, I got a creepy feeling. Same thing for Owen Hart. My buddies and I went to the coliseum to catch WWE. We saw Owen chit-chatting back stage. A few weeks later, he dies in a stunt accident.
There were other times as well. I'm a big fan of the Discovery channel and all of its sub-channels. I used to watch American Casino. One of the draws was a brash manager, Mike Tata. He died during the filming of season one. Wing Nuts had another brash character, Tim Roberts, that died during season one as well. I lost interest in those shows after that. I guess what wierds me out is the fact that there are possibly millions of people catching the last moments of someone's life. Not the private moments, but the public moments after being followed by the camera. A strange detached-attachment.
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