Here’s a rant for you…

I am so sick and tired of hearing about David Carradine’s death. Just give it a rest already.

I’m sure Mr. Carradine did not want to be remembered for how he died, but for what he did in this lifetime. It’s sad enough to know that an incredibly inspiring actor died last week. Really, I don’t like that his death and professional career are being bastardized by what he did in private because of how he died in a hotel room in Bangkok.

This is a private matter. Leave it for his family to talk about in private. Really, why does the world need to know about his sexual fetishes? Why do we need to see pictures of him completely naked and dead?

I don’t want to remember Mr. Carradine for what he did in private, because frankly, that’s not the world he shared with me and the rest of the world. I want to remember him for his incredibly inspiring career as a Kung Fu legend and KILL BILL.

2And he was damn amazing as Kill Bill. That was probably the best film EVER that Quentin Tarantino came out with and probably one of Mr. Carradine’s best performances. He proved that even an old man like him could still be cool and sexy.

So to the rest of the world that gets off on this crap about weird sexual fetishes…keep it to yourselves. Really, not everyone in the world needs to know about it…even if that’s how you die.

I blame the Thai police that leaked it and all news media outlets that wanted to remember Mr. Carradine as some weird, old guy that was into weird sexual fetishes. I also blame his stupid ex-wives and family for trying to profit off of this. You should all be ashamed of yourselves.

I’m sorry…but that’s no way to remember the legend.