David Carradine died exactly how he lived. That’s presuming, of course, that he lived naked in a cupboard with a shoelace tied around his willy.
Anyway, due to the circumstances of David Carradine’s death, dignity isn’t exactly in ready supply right now. It’s difficult to reflect sensibly on Carradine’s extensive body of work while knowing that he probably died during a bizarre wanking accident. Still, though, basic decency tells us that we should respect the dead however they died.
Alternatively, if you’re a Thai newspaper, you can just print pictures of David Carradine’s naked corpse. It’s sort of the same.
