I ran an errand this afternoon over at Panic Hire University. On my way back, I walked down 9th Avenue, and as I was crossing 23rd street, four emergency vehicles blared by. I watched them as they turned left into Soho. I remember thinking it had to be something bad because they were practically nudging people and cars out of the way with their bumbers.
I was right.
The ambulance and two fire-trucks I watched go by were undoubtedly en-route to try to revive Heath Ledger, who died today of a drug overdose at 28 years old. He was pronounced dead at 3:45pm.
So not that it needs saying because y'all are smart and you know these things already, but dammit, it's take care of yourselves and take care of your people. If money and attention solved anything, the rich and powerful wouldn't die.