Some days you wake up and you can tell the world has changed. Something is different, you can feel it. And you may not be able to put your finger on it at first, but it always reveals itself eventually. Today, that life-changing event was the elementary school shooting in Newtown, Connecticut. I had a day planned filled with writing articles about movies and sex and other such trivial things, and here I sit, in front of my computer, shattered by what has transpired. And as a blogger, what do I do? Do I write out the information about the shooter and post his picture? Do I avoid doing that, so as to ensure that I have nothing do with his infamy and bad-guy acclaim? Do I make a few jokes, or do a post about kittens so that people can seek me out for solace and laughter in this trying time? No, I don’t do any of those things. I do what everyone else in the Country does right now. Religious or not, I offer up a prayer for those children, the survivors and those unlucky enough to have fallen today. I sit and try to wrap my mind around it, all while feeling the crippling loss associated with something so damning. And above all else, I do exactly what everyone else is doing in the world right now: I mourn.
If you told me, a year ago, that I would be willingly writing an article about Keanu Reeves, I would have called you a liar. Yet, I found out about his life, and my whole perspective on him changed forever. His is a life accentuated by constant tragedy, and it is hard not to admire his bravery once you find out what he has been through. He is also incredibly generous and altruistic, and these acts often get overshadowed, or never spoken of at all. So I figured I would take some time to talk about a man whose life you would not wish on an enemy. A man whose strength, in real life, greatly outshines some of the heroes he plays on the big screen. This is the staggering true story of Keanu Reeves. Might want to keep some tissues nearby. These are Shakespearean levels of tragedy at play here.