
The David Bowie Assisted Suicide Theory is Back
Everything I’ve heard about David Bowie’s passing–including from some people who were close to him–says that death took him quickly. He was fine on Friday, January 8–his birthday–but when he went for a lie-down that Sunday, he fell asleep and never woke up. Anyone who’s lost anyone to cancer knows that the end can come fast.
But there are plenty of people who believe that Bowie stage-managed his death, right up to the point of deciding exactly when he was going to die. British writer Leslie Ann Jones (no relation to Bowie) mentions the idea in a lengthy piece in The Daily Mail. I quote
David died in his own bed in New York City, two days after his 69th birthday. We didn’t even know that he was terminally ill. They’re saying it was liver cancer, but isn’t that usually secondary? Wouldn’t his primary have been lung?
‘Seemingly, David Bowie stage-managed his own demise,’ says the respected broadcaster and former BBC Radio 1 DJ Andy Peebles, who interviewed David on numerous occasions.
‘Two singles released so closely together, the biggest album of his career launched on his 69th birthday, and then, two days later, he dies. I don’t know about you, but I can’t see that as coincidental,’ Andy says.
‘It has been suggested to me in quite a number of phone calls that his death was the result of assisted suicide. Who might have assisted him, and exactly how they did so, we will never know. To protect them, I am sure he won’t have involved his family or his close friends.
‘But when you think about it, David stage-managed absolutely everything else, throughout his entire career. Why would his death be any different? If he was able to do it on his own terms, good for him.
‘It’s what we’d all wish for. I consider it remarkable, the way he organised his ending.’
Rock manager and producer Simon Napier-Bell points out that, just a day or so before he died, ‘he [Bowie] was photographed outside his apartment building in a beautifully cut charcoal suit, tie and a fedora, wearing a big broad smile and looking fabulous.
‘It was a deliberate act. As was everything he did. He knew that he was dying. He’d known for about 18 months. And that’s how he wanted to be remembered: upbeat and happy. He controlled his image to the last.’
Behind Bowie, he was still David Jones (and he never did change his name by deed poll), whoever David Jones was.
Did he even know? As he was fond of saying, even the act was an act.
Read the entire story here. And here’s why I don’t believe that it ended this way.
Time takes a cigarette, puts it in your mouth
You pull on your finger, then another finger, then your cigarette
The wall to wall is calling, it lingers, then you forget
Ohhh, you’re a rock ‘n’ roll suicide
You’re too old to lose it, too young to choose it
And the clock waits so patiently on your song
You walk past a cafe but you don’t eat when you’ve lived too long
Oh, no, no, no, you’re a rock ‘n’ roll suicide
Chev brakes are snarling as you stumble across the road
But the day breaks instead so you hurry home
Don’t let the sun blast your shadow
Don’t let the milk float ride your mind
You’re so natural, religiously unkind
Oh no love! You’re not alone
You’re watching yourself but you’re too unfair
You got your head all tangled up
But if I could only make you care
Oh no love! You’re not alone
No matter what or who you’ve been
No matter when or where you’ve seen
All the knives seem to lacerate your brain
I’ve had my share, I’ll help you with the pain
You’re not alone
Just turn on with me and you’re not alone
Let’s turn on with me and you’re not alone
Gimme your hands ’cause you’re wonderful
Gimme your hands ’cause you’re wonderful
Oh gimme your hands
if he participated in a physician assisted suicide good for him, he knew he was terminally ill and that he was facing an ugly death, if he choice was to have some help good for him, hey its legal in parts of Europe and here in Canada, I applaud Bowie for maintaining control of his death!