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Dear Courtney Love,
I know what you did last summer.
Well, not last summer, but a while back. A great many of us do, to be honest. We chose to ignore the obvious for a while because it felt more romantic this way. The suicidal rock star retreats to his home in Pacific Northwest at the height of his fame and shuns it all by blowing his brains out. Even right down to his age of 27, it all felt very rock n’ roll, so we just rolled with. Didn’t hurt that the last song he recorded was called I Hate Myself and Want To Die. Thing is, you don’t have to pull the trigger to be the cause of someone’s death, Love. You can slowly break them with your words and actions, and drive them to it. That is no different then putting the gun in his mouth and pulling the trigger yourself. Same end result. A man is dead because of you.
And guess what? More and more people are slowly becoming aware of this. I hope you can sense those shadows looming in around you right now. They’re coming for you, Courtney Love. You can only keep the shadows and demons at bay for so long. Time to clean out your closet and it’s safe to assume we’re about to find a gaggle of skeletons, all donned in flannel.
Let’s approach this from the standpoint of looking at three documentaries about Kurt Cobain and his relationship with Courtney Love, especially post the birth of Francis Bean and right before his death. We start with Kurt and Courtney. The doc that came first.
What do we see in Kurt and Courtney? We see a bunch of Kurt’s old junkie friends talking about how Courtney Love abused Kurt and used their baby as leverage and fucked a bunch of other dudes. It is actually pretty heart-breaking, but quite eye-opening. At one point, a man named El Duce’ who was quite well-known in the Seattle music scene (dude was a sick beast) says Courtney offered him a shitload of cash to off Kurt. He says there were witnesses when she asked him. The day after he did the interview for the documentary, he dies in mysterious circumstances. DUDE IS RUN OVER BY A FUCKING TRAIN! Not even kidding you. This was the moment I realized Courtney Love’s reach was far wider and far more evil in scope than even any of us had in mind. Freaky shit, and that is one of the three weird deaths surrounding her. How about the fact that she thought her bassist was fucking Kurt, and her bassist was found dead the SAME EXACT WAY AS KURT? Oh, you didn’t know about that? Good thing I do. Yet I digress, back to the movie. The end result of this movie is it points to Courtney and says Kurt was going to leave her. He was readying to divorce her and they had a pre-nup. This meant she would lose everything, and she was not having that. You do know she was obsessed with the love/death relationship between Sid and Nancy, right? Yes, she was even in the fucking film. Hope all this is already spelling out the big picture for you, but if not, let’s continue:
Next up, we have the much talked about Montage of Heck (which I give me genuine thoughts about right here). The documentary where Courtney Love cuts her own throat by ADMITTING she was the reason for Kurt’s first suicide attempt:
In this movie, Courtney says, no joking here, that Kurt was psychic and KNEW she was THINKING about cheating on him so he tried to kill himself with roofies. Are you fucking kidding me?? 20 years later you are suddenly gonna tell the world that this hero to millions was also a psychic? Get the fuck out of here, bitch. You cheated. YOU were a cheating whore and everyone around Seattle knew it. I take this writing thing pretty seriously, and I take this research shit pretty seriously, too. Calling your Dad while you were still in bed with Evan Dando from the Lemonheads? Jesus, you weren’t even TRYING to hide how awful of a fucking person you were. An affair that the artist himself sort of admitted to recently. You fucked up. You took pleasure in breaking a beautiful, fragile man. Problem is, he affected millions of lives, and now we can fucking hold you up and crucify you like you deserve. And don’t even get me started on you fucking Billy Corgan. I actually LIKE the Smashing Pumpkins so I am gonna leave that alone. But again, I know what you did. I’m not just blowing fucking smoke here.
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Finally, on to the third (and EASILY most damning of all three docs) Soaked in Bleach. The doc where we all found out how the detective Love hired to find Kurt when Kurt was missing is 100% convinced it was all her. He even reveals how the crime scene was so UTTERLY fucked by Seattle Police (put it this way, no crime is EVER ruled a suicide the same day at the scene of the crime). Suicide’s are almost ALWAYS looked at as homicide first. But not here. They just went on it and declared it on the certificate THAT FUCKING DAY. Listen, I have family members who blew their brains out and we didn’t get cause of death for three weeks. That is not how it works. So many people fucked up here it is not even funny:
Do you realize that Kurt Cobain had the MOST HEROIN EVER found in his system? Three times the lethal limit. So much heroin, in fact, that even a decade long, daily user would not have been able to life a gun to put in their mouth on that much heroin. So much so, in fact, that tons of coroners who have looked at the autopsy report since all think the same thing. There is no way this man could have had the capability to blow his brains out with that much heroin in him. That is but one point among the thousands that seem to reflect that something sinister was afoot here. The man who was living in the house where Kurt died was Courtney’s ex. HHHmmm, nothing weird there, huh? The kid she sent around with the detective didn’t tell him about the place over the garage where Kurt often went. HHmmmm, odd. It is almost as if she was using her millions of dollars to pay for addict’s habits so they would shut up. Odd. Honestly, the detective behind this case (and the Soaked in Bleach documentary) should get a fucking award for how passionately and vigilantly he has stayed on this case. It is like he is the one person still pursuing this because he knows none of this makes sense. Yet, it does. Let me lay out for you:
Kurt was leaving Courtney Love. She abused him, cheated on him, and took genuine pleasure in using their child as some sort of bargaining chip (she chose when Kurt could see and hold Frances). He went to rehab first. Ended up bouncing. Was taking a few days in his old place to get his shit together. Courtney KNEW the minute Kurt left, she lost everything (and her first album dropped a week after Kurt died, and was called Live Through This, do not forget that. Nothing in this sordid tale is a coincidence) so she did everything she could to ensure he died before that news went public. There was a letter about divorce written to Courtney by Kurt, by she ripped it up (and admits to this on tape during Soaked in Bleach), and he was gonna bail and try to get custody because Courtney was so fucked up. Somehow, in the interim, she (or somebody close to her) got to him. It really is that simple. Cue her being a movie star, music star (with songs that sound AWFULLY Nirvana, by the way) and eating it all up like the Succubus she is. Even the public reading of the ‘suicide letter’ THAT FUCKING DAY shows you how prepared (and fake, and vile) this woman is. I don’t like the word cunt, but Courtney Love is one of those.
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Now for one second, let’s play devil’s advocate. Hey Remy, Kurt was depressed and talked about suicide since record one. Couldn’t he have actually killed himself? Yes, he could have, but like I said, she doesn’t have the have pulled the trigger to have killed Kurt Cobain. I mean, honestly, how many suicide attempts did he have before her? None. But she was an undoubtedly toxic woman in every way. She may not have crammed the gun in his maw, but even if she didn’t, she fucking did. Straight up. The best thing about this is I bet you I get a ‘cease and desist’ letter from her lawyer. Or as I like to call it, an admission of fucking guilt.
Shit, I am gonna go tweet this at her right now. And no, I have no idea what is going on in this picture, but it just makes me hate her more.
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So you hate that evil bitch, too? Come over here and become a REMlin. And honestly, come as you are. As you Were. As I want you to be….
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