Awful

David Foster Wallace has committed suicide.

And good Lord, his wife is the one who found him. How awful.

And I'm sorry, but to the blogger I read (no link given, I'm too angry at them*) who seems to blame this on "the state of U.S. society," shut up for now. Even if a suicide note comes out, shut up.

One thing I've had to learn - losing friends and a relative this way - is that looking for someone or something to blame is usually pretty fruitless. And it's offensive to have someone using a person's death to promote their own particular agenda.

RIP, David Foster Wallace. I hope you find some kind of peace.

(*one of the craft bloggers I USED to read. No more. Their feed is going off my feed-reader.)