I should have written this yesterday, but I was so overcome with emotion that I couldn't convince my fingers to function properly--that, and I didn't want to ruin the non-waterproofed keyboard with my tears. If you think I'm being a little overly dramatic, well, I'm rubber and you're glue. My heart hurts, dammit.
Steve Rogers, affectionately known to most of the world as Captain America, was pronounced dead yesterday at Mercy Hospital after sustaining gunshot wounds to the shoulder, chest, and stomach. For the full heartbreaking story click here.
A beacon of hope for the country the majority of his career, Steve's popularity has waned in recent years due to America's lack of general patriotism and current obsession with all things completely and utterly idiotic (see Paris Hilton, According to Jim, and GHOST RIDER: THE MOVIE).
Although gone, Steve will forever live on in our hearts and memories...both good and bad.