ARE WE REALLY GOING TO LET THIS HATE-AMERICA PRESIDENT DESTROY US?
I was having dinner with Robin Williams' next door neighbor when we both learned of his suicide. We were on a cruise ship on the Baltic Sea, where I was a lecturer. We were both shocked at the news, he less than me.
"I didn't know him well," he said, "and mostly saw him when he was walking his dog along our street in Tiburon. He was always friendly and had a nice smile for you. I must say, though, that over the last couple of weeks, he seemed quite depressed as if a dark heavy cloud was pushing down on him. As a medical doctor, I was concerned."
Most any of us can rattle off their favorite Robin Williams movies. Mine are Dead Poets Society, Good Will Hunting, Hook, Jumanji, Good Morning, Vietnam - and my favorite of all, Moscow on the Hudson. Made in 1984, it was wonderfully pro-American and anti-Soviet.
He was extraordinarily gifted and talented, beloved and admired by millions, wildly successful, enormously famous, and mega-rich. Yet at 63 in the prime of his life, he willfully terminated his existence. Whatever demons he had living in his brain, he let them defeat him. There should be a sobering lesson in his tragedy for us as Americans.