"Going Out With Style"

Going out with style would be almost anything other than dying in a hospital ICU hooked up to a slew of machines that cost your estate several 10's of thousands of dollars per day. Going out in style to me would be anyway that leaves my legacy for my wife intact. Now, more about this going out in style as to the opinion of the 'wackos' and 'loonies'. I once got to meet a murderer about 2 weeks before he killed his first person. He was the first cousin of a young man I'd known since he was 5 years old. That's how I met him, he was visiting his cousin. It turned out this young man had already spent a goodly portion of his life locked up. While locked up he met the Jonesboro AR school shooters who made headlines some years ago by killing their teacher and other students. This punk admired those killers as, in his opinion, they got treated with extra respect by the prison system! They had their own cells and better clothes! To the feeble mind of these weak willed stupid people, a little phoney 'respect' is worth killing about! I really want prisons to treat killers with as much real disrespect as possible so these feeble minded, weak willed, stupid people don't think they can gain higher status than they currently enjoy by killing someone.

its a new age old problem...there's a billion ways to make a statement and get your point across...killing anyone is not one of those... i'd like to live until i'm 103 years old...i love life, no matter how crappy it seems...i don't think style is really going to concern me then ;)

One of my uncles had been estranged from my mom and his other sister for years, but finally they worked everything out. He had commuted for years quite a distance into Oklahoma City. He had polio as a child and had reached an age where symptoms were recurring, and he was having a lot of pain in his bad leg. One day as he was driving either to his job or his summer fishing home, or rather one night, he came over a hill facing a carload of young people in his lane, passing. He took out a concrete bridge abutment, and saved their lives while giving his own. My mother was proud of him. She had never stopped loving him, even when he refused to speak to her, or to us over the years. She was glad they had made up and been friendly for awhile before it happened.I guess you would call that "Going out in style".

it is very very bad to hurt innocent people if you and yo bad hos and bad homies and pimps and massage therapists have some evil agendas, then hey, its yo own business and ya'll can hurt each other cuz then its fair maybe leave us innocent lonely homely people alone then, if we are notgettin any, ten we ain't gettin any so leave us alone, whatever styley , one drop, rub a dub, it ain'y my prob, ya'll just deal with ya own bad selves at them spas and whatever

I totally agree, if that's "going out with style", then I'm no fashion victim and never hope to be. I have to say, though, killing anyone or yourself isn't stylish, whether a lot of people, a few, in public or in the middle of nowhere. =) Perhaps "going out with a bang", but that's quite insensitive... like very =P I agree with your version of going out with style - in the act of saving another. Perhaps dying of natural causes, and happening to look very nice as a corpse could also fit the criteria =)

It's just dumb and doesn't make any sense. I've never understood why people when they feel like giving up on life want to go and kill innoncent people who don't even know them. If your going to ruin your life, let it just be yours and not anyone elses.