R.I.P. David Nolan
Nov. 22nd, 2010 05:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aunt_zelda Most of you probably don't know who David Nolan was, but I'll give you the basics: he was the co-founder of the Libertarian Party; he invented that nifty chart that tells you where you are politically after a few quick questions.
He died suddenly this weekend, and news has only just gotten out. He was driving, had a stroke, and died in the crash.
I met him last spring at the Libertarian Convention. He was a really nice guy who shook my hand and chatted with me (and mostly my dad) about politics and the election and stuff. He had a mustache. I remember thinking he was really nice and how cool it was to have met someone who helped found a political party. He wasn't pompous or wearing a big sign that said "Founder of Your Party" or anything, he was just some mellow guy who was fun to chat to.
I cried when I got the e-mail.
Then my dad called (about other stuff) and we chatted about David and our weekends (mine was awesome, his was ... sucky.) One of my dad's friends is dying. I wish people close to my dad would stop dying. I hate to see and hear him so sad.
I had such a fantastic weekend and had a really great (if kinda sleepy and slow) day, and all day I've been listening to Seanan McGuire CDs and signing and being in a nice subtly good mood. Now I'm sad. Not hysterical sad, just ... raw. *lines up some tgwtg videos I've wanted to catch up on*
He died suddenly this weekend, and news has only just gotten out. He was driving, had a stroke, and died in the crash.
I met him last spring at the Libertarian Convention. He was a really nice guy who shook my hand and chatted with me (and mostly my dad) about politics and the election and stuff. He had a mustache. I remember thinking he was really nice and how cool it was to have met someone who helped found a political party. He wasn't pompous or wearing a big sign that said "Founder of Your Party" or anything, he was just some mellow guy who was fun to chat to.
I cried when I got the e-mail.
Then my dad called (about other stuff) and we chatted about David and our weekends (mine was awesome, his was ... sucky.) One of my dad's friends is dying. I wish people close to my dad would stop dying. I hate to see and hear him so sad.
I had such a fantastic weekend and had a really great (if kinda sleepy and slow) day, and all day I've been listening to Seanan McGuire CDs and signing and being in a nice subtly good mood. Now I'm sad. Not hysterical sad, just ... raw. *lines up some tgwtg videos I've wanted to catch up on*
