Everyone is upset over Robin Williams' passing. Twitter is filled with I-Miss-You's; tons of blogs have foregone their regular content for tributes and memorials; the news has exploded with information. He was lost too early, he was lost in a sad way, and he was special to most of us who grew up watching his movies.
Obviously no one is more upset than his family.
I had a hard time finding a newer picture of them all, I'm sorry--this is circa 2007. Photo Courtesy of Wikipedia.com
There are people out there, apparently, who don't give a shit about that, and I'll tell you what they did because the victim here deserves to be spoken for, as sick as I am even writing this:
A couple of demonic shitstains on Twitter, who call themselves PimpStory and MrGooseBuster, tweeted fake photos of Robin Williams' dead body to his daughter, Zelda Williams yesterday evening. She had just posted a beautiful goodbye to her father to share with all of us:
My family has always been private about our time spent together. It was our way of keeping one thing that was ours, with a man we shared with an entire world. But now that's gone, and I feel stripped bare. My last day with him was his birthday, and I will forever be grateful that my brothers and I got to spend that time alone with him, sharing gifts and laughter. He was always warm, even in his darkest moments. While Ill never, ever understand how he could be loved so deeply and not find it in his heart to stay, theres minor comfort in knowing our grief and loss, in some small way, is shared with millions. It doesn't help the pain, but at least its a burden countless others now know we carry, and so many have offered to help lighten the load. Thank you for that.
To those he touched who are sending kind words, know that one of his favorite things in the world was to make you all laugh. As for those who are sending negativity, know that some small, giggling part of him is sending a flock of pigeons to your house to poop on your car. Right after youve had it washed. After all, he loved to laugh too
Dad was, is and always will be one of the kindest, most generous, gentlest souls Ive ever known, and while there are few things I know for certain right now, one of them is that not just my world, but the entire world is forever a little darker, less colorful and less full of laughter in his absence. Well just have to work twice as hard to fill it back up again.
...and that was what she was met with.
Photo Courtesy of zimbio.com
Now, all the good people of Twitter responded well, supporting her, putting down the shitstains, and calling for their removal from Twitter. But it was too late. It seems she did see the pictures and finding out later they were fake doesn't really take back the horror.
The poor woman deleted her Twitter account, saying:
I'm sorry. I should've risen above. Deleting this from my devices for a good long time, maybe forever. Time will tell. Goodbye.
Aaaaaand my heart broke.
I realized I belonged to a species capable of unreal and unspeakable levels of cruelty and evil.
Which this was. Evil. So evil that the word "inhuman" comes to mind, and yet enough humans do horrible things like this that I'm not sure that's true.
And that is why I cried.
I'll try again later today, but there might not be a happy or fun post on here till tomorrow.
