RIP V.R.

Posted: June 16, 2011 in Life
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Quite honestly and frankly, one of the saddest things I’ve seen lately is the malicious attacks on my friend and “cousin” (used with “” because it was more of something we agreed to do here) who died at age 28 in Miami on Thursday of a heart attack while preparing to compete in a competition. Not only is it sad that he never got to compete, but also because some “people” and I use the word loosely, these are really monsters who hide behind their computers, don’t use real pictures or videos, and just safely recline back knowing that nothing will happen to them because this only embodies their online lives (although one must wonder if they have a life offline as well). I say that this is pathetic first of all as the man is dead. He can’t come to protect himself, but I can and have been formulating answers to their rude behavior. Second of all, a lot of the people, no, most if not all, who write these things know nothing about Viorel. Give me one person who writes these things and knew Viorel personally or on Facebook? None. How many of them knew he graduated with a degree in economics? How many of them knew that he served as a councillor for his local region in Bucharest? None. Now, how many of them knew that after that, he decided to dedicate his life to competition? This wasn’t a boneheaded individual like the ones guilty of slandering his legacy. This was a smart man who deserves respect. No matter how he died, have a bit of seichel for those who are in mourning, his family, friends, fans, and all those who respected him. We, unlike you, would never act this way. Just remember, karma is going to get you. RIP VR

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