The above photo is of the late rapper Tripple Beanz. If you click on the photo you can watch his latest single "DUMB SHIT."
He was murdered last Friday and I learned of his death today at the Daily Mail:
Now I gave his single a listen, and it was pretty good. Maybe a little long, but director Rock Davis was trying to go for a film-style feel.
Who am I trying to kid? I am not a rap-connoisseur. When investigating the online footprint of Tripple Beanz, he had an official YouTube channel and a social media presence. But the official Tripple Beanz channel only had one video (as of 12/1/20) which had about 7,000 views, (again, as of 12/1/20).
And it got me thinking.....
If I was to die suddenly, I think I would want the headline to read Writer, Fred Hunt, dead (for whatever reason.) I don't want the headline to read Blogger, Fred Hunt. The Blogger title gives the sense of unemployment and a musty basement smell. I did write a book, but no one read it. I did make a film, but Local-Filmmaker, Fred Hunt gives the impression that I still live with my parents. [Unnamed Day Job Worker], Fred Hunt? Uggh. Thanks, I may die tonight of depression.
I didn't know Tripple Beanz, but I think Rapper Tripple Beanz Shot and Killed in Newark was probably the best obituary Corey Thompson could hope for.
Pulitzer-Nominated Writer, Fred Hunt, Dies from Bowel Obstruction Complications. Now, of course, I wouldn't be happy about the Bowel Obstruction headline, because, well, the jokes write themselves. But the first part of the obituary would be fine. Probably the best obituary I could hope for.
(Please don't point out that anyone whose check clears can be a Pulitzer-Nominated Writer.)