Suicide of teen spirit smells like a hoax (part II)

I deeply apologize in advance to loyal readers who may have expected the delivery of this final installment involving the life and career of the late Kurt Cobain much sooner. But preparations for the publication of the author’s new book, Twilight’s Last Glory, have kept one preoccupied.

Also, the author would like to extend his sincere gratitude to all those who have recently and graciously decided to follow Newsspell.

No doubt, you will find what is published here to be thought provoking, informative, and perhaps at the very least, entertaining.

Since time immemorial, humans have harbored a macabre fascination with the concept of death, and the mere contemplation of it seems to overwhelmingly elicit both fear and awe. Whether through literature, movies, or television – when presented with death’s mysterious inscrutability – humans are brought to the edge of life’s precipice and forced to contemplate the valley of death’s dark depths.

Faced with uncertainty’s anguish, one finds the comforting sight of one’s religious edifices pulverized to dust, scattered like ghostly trails of wind-blown fall leaves, and achieving ultimate absolution becomes tantamount to grasping evergreen spring’s morning mist.

And yet, nothing, comparative to the contemplation of death’s mystery remains more intoxicating to the worshipful masses eternally drawn to stories that feature the mortal, but manufactured misfortune of mythical heroes, for only in death can such storybook heroes achieve legendary immortality.

That is why myths and legends of dead heroes endure, for although penetrating discussion of such may remain largely unspoken, nothing save death’s insatiable fixation for those struggling in quiet futility causes one to feel more alive.

Repetitive tales of the death of heroes also causes the masses to look for an escape from their sorrow through material acquisition, which benefits no one except the merchants, bankers, and the thirteen, ruling elite Jesuit families. As one will soon observe, the concept of death, or the flirtation with death, figured prominently with most of the famous pop culture characters this highly skilled host actor portrayed.

Though the author’s shocking and even incredible conclusions for this installment will no doubt invite incredulity, and perhaps even scorn and ridicule from newcomers and loyal readers alike, keep in mind that almost anything is possible in Hollywood’s magic land of Oz.

Yes it’s true folks, not only was Kurt Cobain a pop music character created by our old friend, Hollywood mogul David Geffen, the son of Barry Diller AKA Prince Eduard von Furstenberg, but Cobain’s host actor portrayed other famous Hollywood actors and musical performers (and not always belonging to the same gender!) some of whom also met with a suitably tragic, but scripted end.   Continue reading “Suicide of teen spirit smells like a hoax (part II)”