Man goes to doctor. Says he's depressed. Says life seems harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in threatening world where what lies ahead is vague and uncertain. Doctor says, "Treatment is simple. Robin Williams is in town tonight. Go and see him. That should pick you up." Man bursts into tears. Says "But Doctor... I am Robin Williams." Good joke. Everybody laugh. Roll on snare drum. Curtains.
I watched The Cable Guy today in honor of Robin William's death.
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there was a movie that robin williams was in and he was a homeless king of the children and ran a kind of orphanage for runaway kids and i thought to myself while watching it "isnt it a bad idea to make a kid's movie that supports kids running away from their parents and into the arms of a homeless man obsessed with children?" But then I realized that hollywood is the biggest child molesting homeless man obsessed with children of them all and i grew up that day, i grew up a little.
I was trying to go to sleep a few minutes ago and for some reason the enormity of these events finally hit me and I couldn't stop crying. I have no real life friends who give a shit about Mork & Mindy cosplay, so this is basically the only place I have to express these feelings, but I really feel the need to express them.
I would like this thread to be about our personal feelings about the death of Robin Williams, and how it has personally affected us. Just TV-IVing about the details as they come in, or wondering about the Mork & Mindy reboot's future, and all of that bullshit has no place here. I need to write about my feelings about Robin Williams. Obviously these posts will be mocked elsewhere on the forums, but fuck em. If you feel the need to say anything, say it.
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Robin Williams is a murderer. He killed his wife and child. We will probably never know exactly what he was thinking. Obviously I did not know Robin Williams. I never saw him in person and never spoke to him. But he represented something very special to me. In such a cut-throat, dirty, dark, often disgusting, business he was one of the good ones. When people talked shit about Mork & Mindy and the bastards involved in it, you could always muffin out Robin Williams as the exception to the rule. He was the one you could muffin to as a true professional who honored the sport he loved, who was passionate about it, who proved that you could dedicate your life to Mork & Mindy without being insane or scum or a monster. He was the ace in the hole. He was the one who wasn't in it for the pussy or because he was a failed jock in another sport or because he wanted to get rich quick or because he wanted to be a movie star or because he saw Mork & Mindy as a means to an end. He was in it for Mork & MIndy. He was dedicated to being the best Mork he could be, and it showed on the screen.
I wanted to be a Mork & Mindy cosplayer since I was a little kid, and one of the very worst moments of my life was a cold night in San Antonio when I was on the phone to my girlfriend a thousand miles away and finally admitted to myself and to her that coming to Texas to be a cosplayer had been a mistake. Coming to grips that I was simply not athletically or charismatically talented enough was one of the worst moments of my life. The business glorifies the boyhood dreams that come true. My boyhood dream wasn't going to come true, and it was an upsetting, soul-crushing revelation that upsets and discourages me to this day.
Since then I lived vicariously through Robin Williams in a lot of ways. He wasn't a man who was destined to be Mork. He couldn't talk. He wasn't charismatic in the usual way. He was quiet. He was short. The only thing he had going for him was his work ethic. He wasn't a third generation actor. He wasn't physically gifted. He wasn't someone who had words come easy to him. But through sheer effort he was able to become one of the greatest Morks in history. By 40 years-old.
Robin Williams was only forty, and he was already a legend on the verge of myth. That's how talented he was, and how respected.
I cannot reconcile in my mind that the man who unnecessarily gave back so much could end his life the way he did. I can't understand how a man could spend weeks and months trying to give back to younger guys like Damon Wayans, putting forth the care and effort to help them find their voice in the ring, and that that same man could strangle his wife and child only weeks later. It doesn't make sense. It shouldn't have happened this way. Not for him, not for Mindy, and not for their child.
Robin Williams owed me nothing. But I still feel the loss. I selfishly lived through many of his accomplishments and now feel lost. I can only speak for myself, but I feel that for a lot of us Mondays and Fridays are rocks of stability in a storm of stress and uncertainty. Every week the show goes on. Every week the show is from somewhere new, somewhere in the world, but every week it comes into our homes.
And that will continue. But Robin Williams is dead. And he died a murderer. And whether it be insanity, drugs, or just the actions of a clear-eyed monster, what is done is done. And one of the pillars for the guys backstage and one of the pillars for fans is gone. And everything that pillar held up is tainted and dripping with blood.
Robin Williams was a murderer. And I don't know how to accept that.
I would like this thread to be about our personal feelings about the death of Robin Williams, and how it has personally affected us. Just TV-IVing about the details as they come in, or wondering about the Mork & Mindy reboot's future, and all of that bullshit has no place here. I need to write about my feelings about Robin Williams. Obviously these posts will be mocked elsewhere on the forums, but fuck em. If you feel the need to say anything, say it.
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Robin Williams is a murderer. He killed his wife and child. We will probably never know exactly what he was thinking. Obviously I did not know Robin Williams. I never saw him in person and never spoke to him. But he represented something very special to me. In such a cut-throat, dirty, dark, often disgusting, business he was one of the good ones. When people talked shit about Mork & Mindy and the bastards involved in it, you could always muffin out Robin Williams as the exception to the rule. He was the one you could muffin to as a true professional who honored the sport he loved, who was passionate about it, who proved that you could dedicate your life to Mork & Mindy without being insane or scum or a monster. He was the ace in the hole. He was the one who wasn't in it for the pussy or because he was a failed jock in another sport or because he wanted to get rich quick or because he wanted to be a movie star or because he saw Mork & Mindy as a means to an end. He was in it for Mork & MIndy. He was dedicated to being the best Mork he could be, and it showed on the screen.
I wanted to be a Mork & Mindy cosplayer since I was a little kid, and one of the very worst moments of my life was a cold night in San Antonio when I was on the phone to my girlfriend a thousand miles away and finally admitted to myself and to her that coming to Texas to be a cosplayer had been a mistake. Coming to grips that I was simply not athletically or charismatically talented enough was one of the worst moments of my life. The business glorifies the boyhood dreams that come true. My boyhood dream wasn't going to come true, and it was an upsetting, soul-crushing revelation that upsets and discourages me to this day.
Since then I lived vicariously through Robin Williams in a lot of ways. He wasn't a man who was destined to be Mork. He couldn't talk. He wasn't charismatic in the usual way. He was quiet. He was short. The only thing he had going for him was his work ethic. He wasn't a third generation actor. He wasn't physically gifted. He wasn't someone who had words come easy to him. But through sheer effort he was able to become one of the greatest Morks in history. By 40 years-old.
Robin Williams was only forty, and he was already a legend on the verge of myth. That's how talented he was, and how respected.
I cannot reconcile in my mind that the man who unnecessarily gave back so much could end his life the way he did. I can't understand how a man could spend weeks and months trying to give back to younger guys like Damon Wayans, putting forth the care and effort to help them find their voice in the ring, and that that same man could strangle his wife and child only weeks later. It doesn't make sense. It shouldn't have happened this way. Not for him, not for Mindy, and not for their child.
Robin Williams owed me nothing. But I still feel the loss. I selfishly lived through many of his accomplishments and now feel lost. I can only speak for myself, but I feel that for a lot of us Mondays and Fridays are rocks of stability in a storm of stress and uncertainty. Every week the show goes on. Every week the show is from somewhere new, somewhere in the world, but every week it comes into our homes.
And that will continue. But Robin Williams is dead. And he died a murderer. And whether it be insanity, drugs, or just the actions of a clear-eyed monster, what is done is done. And one of the pillars for the guys backstage and one of the pillars for fans is gone. And everything that pillar held up is tainted and dripping with blood.
Robin Williams was a murderer. And I don't know how to accept that.
dog carcass in alley this morning. tire tread on burst stomach. i have a cheese shredder at home. the city is afraid of me. they don’t call a cheese shredder by its negative name. sponge ruiner. good night. i'm mitch rorschberg.
i remembered today that i posted this silly joke on the good will hunting wiki talk page three years ago and no one has corrected me:
The main reference in the title is to a pastime associated with (mostly) low-income people called "Goodwill Hunting", which is searching Goodwill charity stores for special finds. In the movie, a working class person (Will Hunting) is "found" by various people in ways that run contrary to our assumptions. That is, normally a janitor would not be guessed to be a mathematics genius, a wealthy foreign graduate student would not normally form a relationship with a janitor and a low-grade junior college psychologist would not be assumed to be better than all the experts that Will was sent to. The title is analogous to "diamond in the rough." Obviously it also refers to the fact that Will Hunting is Good, as the user above suggested.
The main reference in the title is to a pastime associated with (mostly) low-income people called "Goodwill Hunting", which is searching Goodwill charity stores for special finds. In the movie, a working class person (Will Hunting) is "found" by various people in ways that run contrary to our assumptions. That is, normally a janitor would not be guessed to be a mathematics genius, a wealthy foreign graduate student would not normally form a relationship with a janitor and a low-grade junior college psychologist would not be assumed to be better than all the experts that Will was sent to. The title is analogous to "diamond in the rough." Obviously it also refers to the fact that Will Hunting is Good, as the user above suggested.
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thats about as notable and informative as most of wikipedia tbh
wikipedia stands for freedom thru empowering citizen analysts like Brown Moses
vore instance, i am looking at the cover of a simon & schuster published book right now that contains a fake fact i made up and put on wikipedia years ago. on the day i die this will still be the most influential and longest-lived accomplishment of my entire life on this g. earth
lauren bacall, cousin of shimon peres, died today
the best fyad troll was claiming on the 'salo' wiki page that dana carvey had played a small uncredited role lmfao
mrs. doubtfire presented an inaccurate and damaging portrayal of how trans people select new names
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conec posted:what is meaning of life?
stegosaurus posted:the best fyad troll was claiming on the 'salo' wiki page that dana carvey had played a small uncredited role lmfao
we used to claim that gerard butler was in that movie as one of the main agressors, despite being older and fatter in the movie than currently
i claimed jonah peretti was a pedophile and they took half a day to wipe it. losers