Former Fleetwood Mac guitarist Bob Welch was found dead in his home in Nashville, Tenn., on Thursday, a police official told ABC News Radio. He was 66.
Welch was discovered dead of an apparent self-inflicted gunshot wound Thursday afternoon...
http://abcnews.go.com/blogs/entertai...de-police-say/
An Egyptian writer, Ptah Hotep, put patriarchal beliefs as clearly as
anyone in the early civilizations: "If you are a man of note, found for
yourself a household, and love your wife at home, as it beseems. Fill her
belly, clothe her back. . . . But hold her back from getting the mastery.
Remember that her eye is her stormwind, and her vulva and mouth are her
strength."
Welch was a helluva guitarist. R.I.P.
Wow. 66 and kills himself... What's up with that?
Excellence is an art won by training and habituation. We do not act rightly because we have virtue or excellence, but rather we have those because we have acted rightly. We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an act but a habit.
- -- Aristotle
Believe nothing on the faith of traditions, even though they have been held in honor for many generations and in diverse places. Do not believe a thing because many people speak of it. Do not believe on the faith of the sages of the past. Do not believe what you yourself have imagined, persuading yourself that a God inspires you. Believe nothing on the sole authority of your masters and priests. After examination, believe what you yourself have tested and found to be reasonable, and conform your conduct thereto.
- -- The Buddha
apparently he had spinal surgery 3 months ago and the doctor told him he would have to be taken care of forever. (dont know if he was paralyzed or what) but basically he didn't want his wife to have to deal with him, so he offed himself.
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Probably just got finished listening to Romney's bullshit lies on the tube.
Sometimes I feel like shooting myself too.
Once in a while you get shown the light, in the strangest of places if you look at it right.
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