quote[He faced spending the rest of his life in prison, where he might, to paraphrase his own words, reflect on his own past actions.
So when Mr. Lay shuffled off this mortal coil last week (a heart attack as the family vacationed in Colorado, the coroner said), avoiding prison altogether and perhaps protecting his family's remaining assets, there was an immediate sense in the blogosphere that something was rotten in Aspen.
"I wanna see the body," wrote a commenter at Metafilter.com. Another simply wrote, "$."
Indeed, alongside a broad mixture of lampoon and good riddance — perhaps to be expected — was a wide lack of credulity at the idea that the man had died at all. "Word on the street is that he's actually chillin' in the Dominican Republic, fanning himself with his offshore money he squirreled away and sharing a pitcher of sangria with Tupac," wrote NemesisBecoming, a New York City blogger, on Thursday. "It's too [expletive] convenient, people."]
Good God. I guess I'm not left enough because I don't buy this crap...
Monday, July 10, 2006
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