O' Captain

I meant to write about “Outlander” today, which I will – just later this week. Instead I just want to say that for years I had a “Dead Poets Society” poster on my wall. And I tear up just thinking about that “O’ Captain, My Captain” scene. Of course the terrible, terrible irony is that a man who brought so much laughter to the world seems to have taken his own life from depression. The universe can be fucking cruel. It wasn’t just that Robin Williams was funny, it was that he was a kind and boundless spirit. So watching him was always a joy. Yesterday when news broke of his passing you could practically hear us all let out a barbaric yawp at the incalculable loss. We who probably have never met him, but still felt his death viscerally. He was so loved. I hope he knew that. His play was more than powerful, and we waited eagerly for his every verse. Thank you for everything.

p.s. You are worth it, too. If you are struggling with depression please call the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline day or night: 1-800-273-8255