
by AnonymousĢ14, I hope you and your family are getting help.and that future relatives don't suicide as well.ĭo you write entertaining stories about your suffering relatives?ĭS needs to sleep in the bed he made. I trust what my gut tells me about a person's character, not some psycho-babble, Dr. If you THINK someone is an asshole because of their callous actions, it's very likely they ARE an asshole. Listen up people, sometimes a cigar really IS just a cigar. Well.he's grieving that he won't get his money back. Love all the dopey apologists here waxing on and on about how "we all grieve in our own way." Bullshit. The interviewer asked if David had any regrets about Tiffany, and he replied that he regretted the money he had given her, because she had promised to return it "in her lifetime" and now obviously there was no chance of that. He was disrespectful in a Dutch interview that took place one month after Tiffany died. Yes, yes and this quote (below) is proof of his "howling pain." You should have compassion because I'm sure he is in howling pain. Either way you're pathetic and I'm done with you. Or you DO get that and you're just being the same, sad old cunts you always are. So either you idiots are too stupid to get that. He writes and tries to find some art and humanity in it all. That doesn't mean he's cold or opportunistic or finds his sister's death funny. Sometimes that's all you can do if you have any hope of surviving. He finds humour in the most difficult and terrible situations. He writes about his own warts as well as the warts of his family. That's what I love about Sedaris and his writing. A lot of complicated and conflicting emotions come to the surface and it doesn't always result in good, Oprah-esque behaviour and feel-good quips. It ain't pretty and it certainly doesn't make sense. Any of you who have experienced grief will understand this. People grieve for their dead loved ones in strange and complicated ways. Sometimes people are responsible for their own behaviour.

Sometimes it's not always clear what the right thing is. Sometimes we have the power to do what needs to be done, sometimes we don't. Sometimes they treat each other well, sometimes not. People don't always behave "appropriately" or do or say the right thing. You morons don't understand human nature any more than you do writing. But then ‘Wham!’ when the book came out, she just changed.” He says any stories about Tiffany are now officially off-limits. “I think she saw this perfectly good outrage going to waste. I don’t know what’s going on with her,” Sedaris says. But then the book came out, and then she freaked out.

He sent the essay to Tiffany - twice, both times asking if there was anything that she wanted him to change. You have to write a story about me.’ And so I did,” Sedaris recalls. Then she called me up and said, ‘Everybody thinks you don’t like me. “Years ago, she said I could never write about her.

But last year, Tiffany auctioned off a coffee date on E-bay to tell her side of the story. The essay is bittersweet - ending with neat-freak David trying to bridge an emotional distance by literally rolling up his sleeves and scrubbing Tiffany’s squalid wine-stained floor. His youngest sister, Tiffany, was immortalized in the “Corduroy and Denim” essay “Put a Lid on It.” She spent some time in a juvenile detention facility, tried to become a gourmet cook but now scavenges through trash to sell or trade found treasures. If you read the New Yorker piece and David's previous essays about or referencing Tiffany, it's pretty clear that she had a long history of mental health and substance-abuse issues, and that her family was well aware of this. Apparently, she never forgave her parents for this, or her siblings, either-she thought her brothers and sister somehow should have gotten her out of the institution. He actually included that anecdote as a preface to the story of how Tiffany ran away from home during the summer after 9th grade and was subsequently sent to some sort of reform school for two years.

Yes, he describes looking through Tiffany's 9th-grade yearbook and seeing lots of notes from her friends about getting drunk and high, but he says nothing to suggest that this was news to him and his family. The Daily Mail quote you included is a really bizarre and stupid interpretation of what David wrote in the New Yorker. Only after her death the family dicovers the addiction?
