Reports have emerged that Jose Fernandez and his companions smelled strongly of alcohol when their bodies were recovered.
This was predictable. It was 3am, he was speeding, and he had just left an establishment that sold alcohol, where he had been for several hours. It doesn’t take John Nash to put the fucking pieces together.
Whenever someone dies and there is alcohol or drugs involved, a lot of the commentary is often presented with a twinge of “they deserved it.” No one comes right out and says it, but the attitude is there, creeping just far enough above the surface to be detectable. The terms “drugs were found in the car” or “alcohol was found in his system” almost become code for “his/her life didn’t mean as much, so you don’t have to be as sad.”
How would you feel if one mistake you made was fatal and it ended up tarnishing the way you were remembered? Would it be fair if that mistake overshadowed everything good you had done in your life?