Wednesday, June 22, 2011


Fuck Ryan Dunn.

Let's just get that out of the way right off the bat.

Ever since the JACKASS star died in a car wreck Sunday night, the Internet has gone into a "Oh, what happened to Ryan Dunn was such a shame. He was SUCH a good guy" frenzy.

And you know what? He probably was a good guy. I'm not going to lie, I've been a fan of his since the CKY skate video days. My friends and I would watch it almost nightly, wherever we were. My friend Clark was in the hospital with a broken back about 10 years ago (from his own CKY stunt of trying to slide down the bubble over the U of U practice field) and while we were waiting for him to get out of surgery, we popped that video in the waiting room VCR and forced everyone to watch it.

I saw all three JACKASS movies in the theater and made sure to catch each episode of the show when it aired on MTV. I loved those dudes. They seemed like cool guys, guys that we'd want to hang out with. And that was their appeal. You wanted to hang out with these dudes, wanted to be friends with them, wanted to be in on their crazy stunts. And they made a fortune from that. They made more money than I'll ever see and probably had more fun than I'll ever have. I can't knock them for that.

But I can knock Dunn for getting drunk (.196 Blood Alcohol Level which is well above the legal limit of .08) leaving the bar and deciding it was a great idea to drive his Porsche 130 MPH with someone in the passenger seat. Because that's just a shitty thing to do.

Maybe I have a biased opinion, though.

A friend of mine was killed when a drunk driver entered the exit ramp of the freeway and hit her head on, killing her instantly. All my high school friends spiraled straight down to shit with alcohol, heroin, cocaine and whatever else they could get their hands on. Not even one of my closest friends dying of a drug overdose stopped them. They all ditched the funeral as soon as possible to try and get higher than they already were.

Those are the things that made me who I am today and why I'm still straight edge.

To be honest, I don't care if you drink, smoke weed, drop ecstasy or shoot heroin. It's your life. Do what you want.

But I'm also not going to feel bad for you when it bites you in the ass. It's all in the game and those are the risks you take.

And that's especially true when it comes to driving drunk. I have absolutely no tolerance for it and you deserve every bad thing that happens to you if you do it. You won't get any sympathy from me.

Which brings us back to Ryan Dunn. I know people are sad because it feels like a guy we all knew just died and that hurts.

But the bottom line is that he did it to himself. He did it selfishly and recklessly and behaved like a Jackass in the truest sense of the word.

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