I’m in a real predicament here guys. I’m obsessed with my work… it consumes me. I have trouble thinking about anything else.
Charlie being shot was a 9/11 style event for me. It shifted everything… and I’ll never be the same again.
I saw the people dancing… they're still dancing. I've seen countless people dressing up as his corpse for Halloween. It's fun for them… the cool kids are all doing it. Just the other day, a college girl smiled as she read a poem celebrating his death, and taunted the Turning Point speaker about neck protection.