"Think of the old cliché about quote the mind being an excellent servant but a terrible master.
This, like many clichés, so lame and unexciting on the surface, actually expresses a great and terrible truth. It is not the least bit coincidental that adults who commit suicide with firearms almost always shoot themselves in: the head. They shoot the terrible master. And the truth is that most of these suicides are actually dead long before they pull the trigger."
David Foster Wallace, from his 2005 commencement speech at Kenyon College. He died on September 12 of suicide at 46.
A question: Why is our society so much more tolerant of the suicides of artists, writers, and musicians than of those of ordinary folk? Suddenly, when confronted with the suicide of a great artist, people lose their judgmental or pathologizing tendencies and start to think about suicide rationally. (Except this asshole - surprise, he's Australian.)