Plenty of bad news in the world. There is always some waiter with dreams of spending the rest of their life on a music career being fished out of the lake. Plenty of sex trafficking and murder news. Never any of it good. A real surprise would be to turn on the news and see a story about a maniac that was going to kill a bunch of people but the police caught him and stopped him from doing anything. You'd shit your pants if a few months later he/she was actually sent to jail for their intentions.
Sometimes people just die.. for no discernible reason. No alcohol, no drugs, no hints at a suicide. Sometimes you leave your 9 to 5 and just veer off the road to a cataclysmic smash. After that you're done. All your ambitions and dreams are gone and you're never doing anything else. That chick from Tinder that you snuck into the bathroom at work to send an unsolicited dick pic to, that's your last communication. That's tough man.
There are plenty of random things that can explode or burn or destroy us. Restaurants have plenty of ways to burn down or explode. It's fucking crazy that people aren't more afraid of them. Probably for the same reason that some pilots get drunk while they are flying. You just get so used to being around all this metal clanging, burning and booming that you forget that it could all kill you. I could spend 60 years studying wine and then still find a way to drown in a vat of wine. I would try really hard to get out, but once the irony dawned on me, I'd just let it go. I would hope that it would be Cabernet Sauvignon. I love Carbernet, if it wants me then it can take me.
You can breathe in lethal gasses from your car. Some people kill themselves by closing their garage door and keeping their car running. It's probably one of the best ways to go. Especially when you compare it to falling asleep at the wheel at the end of your 80 hour work week and then launching yourself through your front window after you orchestrate the brief introduction of tree to cold hard car parts.
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