I watched the documentary and while I was fascinated, I couldn't help but feel that the story couldn't be for real. So, I did a little reading on the back story and cruising blogs and it appears that this story is for real and Alex Rust truly was loved by all that knew him, no matter how briefly. This guy had personality and curiosity that was off the charts. I also felt sad for him in that he reminds me of the Neil Young song "Hurricane". I think he was like Teflon in that there was always so much heat around him but nothing sticks. There were obviously those who desired a deeper relationship with him but it wasn't possible with so much stimulus. The story is sad to me because I think he was lost but truly searching. I think he was searching with an insatiable desire for stimulus when he should have been seeking more tranquility. I think he knew that he was still missing something he once had with his father or missing what his father might have taught him. For some reason I connected with that story line because it parallels my own experience. I don't have a problem with the risk taking and placing others in potential jeopardy. They were all willing participants. Most were probably drawn to the heat. But I feel bad for those who truly lost a friend and a personality that they truly admired.
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