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August 5th, 2009

Another article! ABOUT BEING STABBED IN THE THROAT [Aug. 5th, 2009|08:19 am]
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Okay so after I posted the last link, lainiest posted a comment reading:

Isn't that the guy who got stabbed in the throat (and lived!!!)?

...which I thought would be an amazing thing for someone to just post after every LJ entry, but it turns out that, YES, the author is Tim Kreider and he had been stabbed in the throat and survived the experience.

Erikochan was nice enough to point out this comic (PDF format) of the story of the neck stabbing, and also this reflection on the experience which I ALSO really enjoyed. A snippit!

Fourteen years ago I was stabbed in the throat. This is kind of a long story and it’s not the point of this essay. The point is that after my unsuccessful murder I wasn’t unhappy for an entire year.


Winston Churchill’s quote about the exhilaration of being shot at without result is verifiably true. I was reminded of an old Ray Bradbury story, “The Lost City of Mars,” in which a man finds a miraculous machine that enables him to experience his own violent death over and over again, as many times as he likes — in locomotive collisions, race car crashes, exploding rockets — until he emerges flayed of all his free-floating guilt and unconscious longing for death, forgiven and free, finally alive. I started brewing my own dandelion wine in a big Amish crock. I listened to old pop songs too stupid to name in print.


I’m not claiming I was continuously euphoric the whole time; it’s just that, during that grace period, nothing much could bother me or get me down. The sort of horrible thing that I’d always dreaded was going to happen to me had finally happened. I figured I was off the hook for a while. In a parallel universe only two millimeters away from this one (the distance between the stiletto and my carotid), I had been flown home in the cargo hold instead of in coach. Everything in this one, as far as I was concerned, was gravy.


Repreive, by Tim Kreider.

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