How Richard "Beebo" Russell Became the Icarus of the Northwest
Thank god it wasn't terrorism. It was just a regular, even lovable white guy who happened to lose his marbles, stole a plane made by Canadians, and crashed it after what looked like a joy ride in the sky. (It's usually a car; but this time, it was an aeroplane.) We can sleep in peace. "He was that kid you high-five in the hallway even if you don't know him." Yes, that kind of guy. Not some morose Muslim. Some god-mad brown kid from Somalia who hates America with all of his guts. Russell might have put a lot of lives in danger, but we are all certain that he did not hate America.
Even
Anchorage News Daily really wants you love this guy who fell out of the sky and exploded on an island that's visible from an Amtrak Cascades train, not long after it departs Tacoma, heading to Portland:
Howell said he remembered Russell as a natural leader who wrote people's names and weight-lifting accomplishments on weight belts in the school's weight room as motivation.... "Still to this day, you go into the Wasilla High gym, there's a weight belt that says Beebo," Howell said.... "Everybody wanted to be around Beebo," he said. As for why Russell chose to steal a plane and end his own life, Howell was at a loss for words. "There's just no explanation."
In this respect, his death comes close to the form of
Icarus—a Northwest Icarus:
In Breughel's Icarus, for instance: how everything turns away
Quite leisurely from the disaster; the ploughman may
Have heard the splash, the forsaken cry,
But for him it was not an important failure; the sun shone
As it had to on the white legs disappearing into the green
Water, and the expensive delicate ship that must have seen
Something amazing, a boy falling out of the sky,
Had somewhere to get to and sailed calmly on.
It might have occurred to Russell, before his lights went out forever, that the island looks a little
like a slug.
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