He was obviously suffering from depression ("my demons won"
. He did the very best he could do to overcome that depression--helping others! Instead, it seems like the blasted lives of those whom he was helping got inside his head and combined with some inner demons to end in his death.
It is not just sad. It is not just a terrible waste. It is something worse--something deeply angering to me. My guess is that there are no clinics where he lives; no psychiatrists; no psychologists; none of the formal medical help that a decent society provides for people suffering depression or other illnesses. It's possible that he refused personal help, but I doubt that any was available. It's probable that it didn't even occur to him to want help, because none has EVER been available to the poor and the black.
And where were the well-off and the rich and the powerful when this generous young man was taking the burdens of the poor upon himself? How have we become a society with homeless people, homeless families, our veterans, our sick littering our streets like so much trash from our Korporate Kulture? Where were the idiots paying $5,000 for a seat at the Super Bowl (average price!), partying their lives away while our gladiators bash each other into early Alzheimer's?
It is just horrible when our young give up hope. And most of our politicians in both parties have seen that they do. There is really no hope for the poor in this KK society. There is no bootstrap to pull yourself up with!
It is not easy to HAVE hope, given what our society has become. And our young are the most vulnerable to this new and awful reality.
I mourn for MarShawn M. McCarrel II. I mourn and I seethe.
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