Vincent Van Gogh Exonerated!

I always suspected something– the story we'd heard always sounded fishy. If you read the letters of the highly misunderstood artist it seems odd that a guy so in love with life and one who so often rejected the idea of suicide would off himself in the middle of his most fervent and creative period. Now a new interpretation of the evidence seems to point to a twist in the tragedy of the premature death of this genius at 37. He was probably covering up his own murder by a couple of rowdy teens!

This not only fits the evidence but it meshes with the kind of guy Vincent was. For me he serves as a saint.  He loved that deeply, both in his life and his artistic vision. After all he was fired from his early career as a missionary among desperately poor miners for imitating Jesus so closely that he threatened the dignity of the church! No doubt there's some good reason why no one could stand to be around his abrasive personality for long. I sense it's because he burned too bright for society. Yet though he was forever lonely, his heart was always good and pure. He is just the kind of guy who, when shot in the stomach–perhaps by accident– would rather take the blame himself rather than see a couple of kids thrown into prison for a cruel prank.  In either case, he will forever more illumine for us all how intensely beautiful this life is, in all its tragic pathos!