Formula 1 driver. Marlboro smoker.
Sir Jackie Stewart: “In the 1960s, the chances of a Formula 1 driver being killed were one in three.” That’s killed, ladies and gentlemen. Dead. Lethally, fatally so. Hard to believe when you watch the F-1 guys breeze around Sepang or Spa or Dubai these days. Cars spin into the air, smash barriers, flip and flip again. And a driver gets out and waves at a cheering crowd.
In an interview with the retired World Champion and racing celebrity Jackie Stewart, the Scotsman commented “The most important thing to me is to live to be a very old man”. The era of racing he came out of, however, was notable for the truncated lifespan of its competitors. “His high-profile safety campaign changed the sport forever.” Well that’s a rather extreme statement.
I got married in 1962, the same year that I started racing. My wife, Helen, and I decided to wait a couple of years before we had kids, just so I could try and get a few quid in the bank. Our eldest, Paul, came along in 1965 and Mark in ’68. I had my first big accident in 1966 and I’m pretty sure that’s why we only had the two kids. I started to wonder what it was like for a family to lose a father. I hated the idea of not being there for the people I loved. As we sit here today, that might sound melodramatic, but if you were racing cars in the late 1960s, you had a pretty good chance of getting killed [between 1966 and 1970, 18 Formula One drivers lost their lives].
I lost a dear friend in 1970, Jochen Rindt. He crashed and I was with him when he died. They took him to hospital, but I knew it was too late. Just over half an hour later, I was in my car and put in the fastest lap I had ever done at Monza. This is going to sound crazy, but when I was racing, it was a case of “visor goes down, lights go out”. I’m not saying I’m proud of that, but when you get inside the car, it consumes you. You shut everything else out of your mind. After I came into the pits, I burst into tears. My friend was dead.
Not long after Jochen, I lost another great friend, Jo Bonnier. The kids at school — using childhood logic — thought that all racing drivers died. It was part of the job. I tried not to let it affect me, but I know that things like that used to hit Helen hard. Back then, it was very tough on the wives and girlfriends. Tougher than it was for the drivers. When a driver was killed, it was the other wives and girlfriends who flocked round to try to help the family deal with the tragedy.
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Therefore, dear7 YaUdah Bistro Eaters’n’Readers, I bet you’ll never guess the single most dangerous profession in the world (at least these days), at least in terms of statistics. (And no, it’s not motor racing.)
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…but it’s really quite interesting to consider that LOGGING ACCIDENTS are the Number One cause of death, statistically speaking, with 135.9 fatal work injuries per 100,000 workers.
Then there is commercial fishing. I ran into an old pal on the streets of Vancouver. “What are you doing?” “Nothing.” “How come?” “Just taking it easy – four months on, eight months off. Bought me a house and a car – looking to hook up with a cute young girl as well.” “Wow, that’s something. What – did you rob a bank?” “Nope. My brother found me a job on a fishing boat off the B.C. Coast – I made nine grand a month for four months.” “That’s not bad.” He grimaced and looked away. “Yeah the bad part is that I know four guys who were killed in the past two years on those boats. That’s why the pay is so good.”
Commercial fishing is far from the relaxing days at the lake that you might picture. As the second-most-dangerous job of 2019, commercial fishermen have a work fatality rate of 86 deaths per 100,000 workers. The cause of the deaths can usually be attributed to weather conditions, transportation accidents, or failing machinery.
And then there are the airplane drivers.
While driving is often thought of as more dangerous than flying, when it comes to fatality rates on the job, the pilots rank higher. On average, the occupation has a 55.5 fatal injury rate, which breaks down to 75 fatalities in a year, and almost all of them were caused by plane crashes.
Crashes are not the only worry for air crews either. Nope: these days you can catch a ferocious dose of Coronavirus real easily just by breathing the air in the passenger cabin of a commercial jet aircraft or touching that stinky fold-down table. Or just sitting in a passenger seat.
Don’t you think the pretty stewards and pretty stewardesses are worried about this invisible, dangerous threat much more than the unlikelihood of smacking into Planet Earth?
That’s enough danger up in the Wild Blue Yonder, thanks.
Why should we spend time and effort listing the rest of the boring, dirty, dangerous jobs famous for bonking you, like #4 Roofers, #5 Garbage collectors (surprise!), #6 Structural Iron & Steel Workers, #7 Truck Drivers, #8 Farmers, Ranchers & Agricultural Workers (cotton-picking slaves) but HEY!
Here we display the “Heavenly Host” of rappers, “musical artists” (sort of) who have gone to meet their Maker, are resting in peace, ate lead, bought the farm, have gone to their reward, left the building, gave up the ghost, got whacked, kicked the bucket, went belly-up, departed this vale of tears, are in a better place, took up residence in Deadsville…
Most recently, an alleged house invasion and robbery led to the passing of this fresh young star, pictured here posing with the obligatory pouty puss (rappah don’ smahl..):
Pop Smoke shot dead: 20-year-old rapper ‘killed in home robbery in California’
Masked men broke into his Hollywood Hills home
• Ellie Harrison
• 14 hours ago
A man believed to be 20-year-old rapper Pop Smoke has been “shot and killed” in a suspected armed burglarly on Wednesday morning (19 February).
According to Los Angeles police, a number of masked men broke into a property in the Hollywood Hills.
Pop Smoke, whose real name is Bashar Barakah Jackson, was at a house in the Hollywood Hills at approximately 4:30am when two men broke in, according to TMZ.
The publication reports that two men fired multiple shots, critically wounding the rapper. The men were reportedly witnessed fleeing the scene on foot.
Pop Smoke was taken to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in West Hollywood where he was pronounced dead, according to US media reports. It is unclear if he knew the shooters.
Now how to treat seriously the story of a performer called “Pop Smoke”. Nope, ‘tis no joke. Smoke no joke. Smoke dead as doornail. He now joins the celestial choir of rappers pictured above. But why? How come these dudes (and a few ladies as well) are such bullet-magnets?
|Name||Date of death||Age at death||Location of death||Cause of death||Ref.|
|Scott La Rock||August 27, 1987||25||New York City, New York, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Paul C||July 17, 1989||24||New York City, New York, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|D-Boy Rodriguez||October 6, 1990||22||Dallas, Texas, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Charizma||December 16, 1993||20||Milpitas, California, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Stretch||November 30, 1995||27||New York City, New York, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Seagram||July 31, 1996||26||Oakland, California, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Tupac Shakur||September 13, 1996||25||Las Vegas, Nevada, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Yaki Kadafi||November 10, 1996||19||Orange, New Jersey, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|The Notorious B.I.G.||March 9, 1997||25||Los Angeles, California, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Fat Pat||February 3, 1998||27||Houston, Texas, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Big L||February 15, 1999||24||New York City, New York, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Freaky Tah||March 28, 1999||27||New York City, New York, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Bugz||May 21, 1999||21||Grand Rapids, Michigan, U.S.||Shot and run over|||
|DJ Uncle Al||September 10, 2001||32||Miami, Florida, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Jam Master Jay||October 30, 2002||37||New York City, New York, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Sabotage||January 24, 2003||29||São Paulo, São Paulo, Brazil||Shot and killed|||
|Camoflauge||May 19, 2003||21||Savannah, Georgia, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Half a Mill||October 24, 2003||30||New York City, New York, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Soulja Slim||November 26, 2003||26||New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Mac Dre||November 1, 2004||34||Kansas City, Missouri, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Blade Icewood||April 19, 2005||28||Detroit, Michigan, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Proof||April 11, 2006||32||Detroit, Michigan, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Big Hawk||May 1, 2006||36||Houston, Texas, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|VL Mike||April 20, 2008||32||New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Dolla||May 18, 2009||21||Los Angeles, California, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Lele||July 1, 2010||23||Trujillo Alto, Puerto Rico||Shot and killed|||
|Magnolia Shorty||December 20, 2010||28||New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Bad News Brown||February 11, 2011||33||Montreal, Quebec, Canada||Murdered|||
|Adán Zapata||June 1, 2012||21||San Nicolás, Nuevo León, Mexico||Shot and killed|||
|Lil Phat||June 7, 2012||19||Sandy Springs, Georgia, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|MC Daleste||July 7, 2013||19||Paulínia, São Paulo, Brazil||Shot and killed|||
|Pavlos Fyssas||September 18, 2013||34||Keratsini, Athens, Greece||Stabbed to death|||
|Depzman||September 21, 2013||18||Birmingham, West Midlands, England||Stabbed to death|||
|Doe B||December 28, 2013||22||Montgomery, Alabama, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|The Jacka||February 2, 2015||37||Oakland, California, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Flabba||March 9, 2015||37||Alexandra, Gauteng, South Africa||Stabbed to death|||
|Chinx Drugz||May 17, 2015||31||New York City, New York, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Bankroll Fresh||March 4, 2016||28||Atlanta, Georgia, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|3-2||November 10, 2016||44||Houston, Texas, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Lil Peep||November 15, 2017||21||Tucson, Arizona, U.S.||Drug lacing|||
|XXXTentacion||June 18, 2018||20||Deerfield Beach, Florida, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Jimmy Wopo||June 18, 2018||21||Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Young Greatness||October 29, 2018||34||New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Feis||January 1, 2019||32||Rotterdam, South Holland, Netherlands||Shot and killed|||
|Kevin Fret||January 10, 2019||25||Río Piedras, San Juan, Puerto Rico||Shot and killed|||
|Nipsey Hussle||March 31, 2019||33||Los Angeles, California, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
|Pop Smoke||February 19, 2020||20||Los Angeles, California, U.S.||Shot and killed|||
Is it the music? Does someone find this ghetto-garble offensive enough to silence the musicians?
How come nobody is MURDERING the Stars of Polka?
Millions of people just HATE polka music. Legions of serious music lovers (blues, jazz, classics, pop) would love to annihilate polka, murder tubas, rub out accordians, whack polka dancing – they even scorn polka dots.
Hmm, let’s see. Could it be, well, you know… the rappers are mostly ghetto-bred BLACK folk and the polka enthusiasts are corn-fed middle-class WHITE. That’s a start… Still there is a lot of enthusiasm for both… It is a sad mystery…
No, maybe no mystery after all. Just youthful, reckless exuberance:
‘It’s a war zone’: why is a generation of rappers dying young?
Overdoses or violent crime have claimed Mac Miller, Juice WRLD and Nipsey Hussle. ‘It’s not a fairytale lifestyle,’ admits an insider – but should the business do more to protect its stars?
Fri 31 Jan 2020 10.00 GMTLast modified on Fri 31 Jan 2020 13.00 GMT
A roadside tribute to the murdered rapper XXXTentacion. Photograph: Mediapunch/Rex/Shutterstock
It might sound callous, but Jacob Thureson’s parents, Erik and Judy, were not too worried when they heard about his latest overdose. It had happened a couple of times already and the 18-year-old rapper had always made it out of hospital in one piece. Thureson, who performed under the name Hella Sketchy, was among the wave of emo-influenced trap rappers who came up using the music platform SoundCloud. He had recently relocated from the family home in Texas to Los Angeles after being signed to Atlantic Records.
As Erik drove to work, he cycled through a mental list of options: more inpatient treatment? Thureson had already been to rehab, twice. Ketamine therapy?
There would be no further plan of action. Shortly after Erik left for work, Judy received another phone call. Things were very bad, and they should come to the hospital now. Fourteen days later, on 27 June 2019, Thureson died.
Many young rappers have died in the past few years. Mac Miller died in 2018 aged 26 after consuming cocaine and counterfeit oxycodone containing the synthetic opioid fentanyl. Lil Peep died at 21 in 2017 – an accidental fentanyl and Xanax overdose. Juice WRLD died late last year after a drug-induced seizure aboard a private jet. It is believed he swallowed multiple Percocet pills in an attempt to hide them as police raided the plane. On New Year’s Day, a rare female death: Minnesota rapper Lexii Alijai, the victim of yet another accidental fentanyl overdose.
Alongside these deaths by misadventure, there are the victims of violent crime. Despite being accused of horrific abuse by an ex-partner, XXXTentacion enjoyed massive popularity before being killed in 2018 aged 20 as he was robbed outside a Florida motorcycle dealership. Pittsburgh rapper Jimmy Wopo – touted as the heir to local forebears Wiz Khalifa and Mac Miller – was killed in a drive-by shooting the same day. Two weeks later, 21-year-old Canadian rapper and Drake tourmate Smoke Dawg was killed outside a Toronto nightclub. In March 2019, Nipsey Hussle was shot dead outside his Los Angeles clothing store.
— Abdi TV (@AbdiTV) February 19, 2020
Pop Smoke, 20, a rising rapper whose real name was Bashar Jackson, posted a video to his Facebook story Tuesday night of himself opening gift bags with tags that displayed the address of the home where he was staying — leading some to speculate whether the killer used the post to scope out his location.
“So Pop smoke put his address up and this morning someone robbed and killed him?” one person tweeted. “This is not normal, that baby didn’t even start life yet!”
The Los Angeles Police Department has not confirmed that Pop Smoke was the victim of the home invasion. A police spokesperson said it would be releasing only the time, location and brief details of the incident.
Multiple law enforcement sources familiar with the case said police have not determined a motive. Jackson has been described as a gang member in court documents, but it’s unclear whether that played a part in his killing, the sources said.
Authorities got a call at 4:55 a.m. Wednesday from someone on the East Coast who said a friend inside the home had contacted them to say that multiple people had broken into the home and that one had a handgun, police said.
One person in the home was shot and taken to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center, where he was pronounced dead “hours later,” according to Capt. Steven Lurie of the police department’s Hollywood Division.
Public property records connect “The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills” star Teddi Mellencamp, who is musician John Mellencamp’s daughter, to the property, and she confirmed that there had been a shooting at the location.
In addition to Tuesday’s Facebook story, Jackson’s friend Mike Dee also posted a picture to Instagram. The post included pictures of the pair outside the house. Because the numbers of the address are visible in the picture, some say the post could have made Jackson more vulnerable.
Many cautioned against using the social media posts as a way of “victim-blaming.”
“Y’all victim blaming Pop Smoke because he…..posted his address??” one user wrote. “These must be the same folks who think black men deserve to be shot/killed for wearing hoodies after dark…or women are asking to be raped because they dress provocatively.”
Here i did some twitter police work like you did. Look closely that’s pop smokes account posting a bag that had his address on there. Like i said no one knows what happen. Let the police do their work pic.twitter.com/DCdjZ1pyLt
— Swaze (@SwazeTX) February 19, 2020
“We know where hundreds of celebrities live and they haven’t gotten robbed and murdered the day after,” another person tweeted. “Pop Smoke didn’t do s— to himself.”
While authorities had not yet commented on whether Jackson’s social media posts could be connected to the home invasion, some people were nonetheless interpreting the shooting as a cautionary tale.
“Pop Smoke posted his address on social media and few hours later he was murdered, this shows how careful we gotta be with whatever we share for the world to see,” one person tweeted. “Not everyone wants to see you win in life.”
Pop Smoke posted his address on social media and few hours later he was murdered, this shows how careful we gotta be with whatever we share for the world to see. Not everyone wants to see you win in life
— Duke of Ibadan 🀄️ (@AsiwajuLerry) February 19, 2020
Pop Smoke posted his real address on social media too many times, y’all gotta be careful bc people will be plotting on you the whole time while you showing what you’re blessed for & how great your life is going
— lil e 🌍 (@ayoitzerika) February 19, 2020
Now wait a second: “Despite being accused of horrific abuse by an ex-partner, XXXTentacion enjoyed massive popularity before being killed in 2018 aged 20 as he was robbed outside a Florida motorcycle dealership.”
Now the picture is becoming clearer. Polka artists are not known to be notorious drug-dealers, gun-runners, wife-beaters;
Just to demonstrate that there is no racist subtext, here’s a cute white boy (looks so white he could be a spook) who took too much medicine, even though he was not ill: “Lil Peep, who died from an accidental fentanyl and Xanax overdose.” Oops. No more sing-song for you. One of the lyrics (on his 2017 track “The Brightside” went “Everybody tellin’ me life’s short, but I wanna die”. Life not only imitates art – it gets its revenge…
So it’s not just violent death – could be an accident as well, or a rash personality that commands the impossible: both Aaliyah and Kobe Bryant forced the pilot of their private aircraft to take an aircraft off the ground in highly-unsafe conditions. Both paid the price for this rashness and arrogance.
Is it character? Young black men are often cited for a lack of impulse control; combined with jealousy of the reputed wealth and reputation of a rapper they could just be looking to “settle the score” or “score the swag”. ‘
The drug culture is also blamed: drugs like cocaine and amphetamines inflame emotions, lower inhibitions and make those taking them commit reckless acts they might be averse to otherwise. Like shooting somebody.
If the drug culture plays a pervasive part of rap music, so does violence. While most major rappers have rapped about violence in their lyrics to a certain extent, the vast majority have also said that violence in their music is more of a fantasy than the reality of their lives. However, for some of hip-hop’s biggest names, the violence became too real and ultimately led to their deaths.
As far as we can ascertain, polka bands do not customarily sing about murder, illegal drugs, the female private parts and the acquisition of wealth at any cost. So is art – the art of the drug dealer, the shooter – spilling over into real life?
On the night of September 7, 1996, Shakur was shot on the Las Vegas Blvd. following the Bruce Seldon vs. Mike Tyson boxing match at the MGM Grand. While some suspected rivals from the East Coast, others suspected gang members from Los Angeles looking for vengeance. Yet no one was ever formally charged. The murder remains unsolved to this day. Many of Tupac’s recordings were released following his death- again, to strong critical acclaim. As of 2019, Tupac has sold 75 million records worldwide and been posthumously inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.
And the profits from those seventy-five million recordings? Tupac Shakur has made someone else very happy. Unwittingly, alas.
This very thoughtful academic study looks at the different genres of music and attempts to relate the lifespan of musicians to them. Inexplicably, however, and tragically, it fails to mention… polkas…’
So here’s a caution: if you happen to be toying with the idea of becoming a rap star, don’t tell anybody your address, be very discreet where your purchase your illegal substances, get a heavy-duty bulletproof vest and armored Cadillac … or better yet become a polka player. The money’s nowhere as good but life is much less stressful.
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