In light of recent events I can't bring myself to continue the Benny series at this time.  Good taste and respect forbid it.  I'll try to think of something else in the meantime but I can make no promises as to when that'll be up--hopefully within the week.

     I think what's on some of our minds is why, and the frustration that arises upon realizing just how unanswerable that question is torments us.  I saw him nearly every day, and almost exclusively with a smile on his face, which makes the entire ordeal all the more confusing.  He was a good person.  I know that sort of sentiment will be thrown around a lot in the time to come, but I mean it.  He was my antithesis--he never said or did anything to infuriate anyone, and we'd be damned if we didn't all love him.  A standup guy.  The fact that anyone like that, someone so inherently decent, can be driven to such an act is a fucking travesty.  There must be something wrong with our society if such people yearn so deeply to escape; I know I may be, as we all may be, somewhat to blame for perhaps not being human enough when we should have been, and for that I'm deeply, and sincerely, sorry.

     Rest in peace my friend.

2/6/06