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Deathstyles of the Rich and Famous

The upper class has its problems, too.
By Jacob Weisberg

Posted Wednesday, June 14, 2006, at 3:45 PM ET [on SLATE]

There are diseases of poverty, such as tuberculosis, malaria, and
HIV/AIDS. There are diseases of affluence, such as lung cancer, high
blood pressure, and type-2 diabetes. And then there are the hazards of
extreme affluence, such as being thrown off a polo pony, flipping your
Cigarette boat, or succumbing to altitude sickness on a vanity
expedition to the Himalayas.

This point was brought home this week with the presumed death by
drowning of Philip Merrill, the mid-Atlantic press baron who owns
Washingtonian magazine. The 72-year-old Merrill was sailing alone on
his 41-foot boat, probably without a life jacket, when he fell into
the Chesapeake Bay. I mean no disrespect to Merrill or his family when
I say that the risk of meeting this sort of end goes into the small
but poetic category of problems unique to the rich and famous. Members
of the middle class do not have to worry about falling off $250,000
sailboats because they don't have $250,000 sailboats to fall off of.

In fact, the rich are less likely to perish in expensive boating
accidents than in expensive flying accidents. Travel by private plane
and chartered helicopter may be the ultimate corporate perk, but it is
much riskier than flying commercial, claiming in recent years figures
in entertainment, politics, and business including the R&B singer
Aaliyah, Sen. Paul Wellstone, and Wal-Mart heir John Walton. The
accident that killed golfer Payne Stewart and four others in 1999 was
particularly grisly: Their Learjet depressurized. After the occupants
suffocated and froze, the plane coasted another 1,500 miles on
autopilot before crashing into a field in South Dakota.

An even greater hazard for the wealthy and privileged is the urge to
fly their own planes. This costly urge killed country singer John
Denver, who died when he pressed the wrong pedal on an experimental
Rutan Long-EZ. John F. Kennedy Jr., his wife, and wife's sister died
when the single-engine plane Kennedy was piloting plunged into waters
off Martha's Vineyard. Though the crash was apparently caused by
spatial disorientation on the part of an inexperienced pilot, there
was speculation that Kennedy might also have been impaired by a foot
injury from an earlier paragliding accident. If true, that would make
the tragedy doubly wealth-and-fame-related. Of course, the Kennedy
family is in a risk category all its own. One wonders if the surviving
members are insurable at all, given the family history of driving off
bridges (Teddy), smashing into trees while playing football on skis
(Michael), death by drugs (David, Christina Onassis), plane crashes
(Joseph Jr., Kathleen, Alexander Onassis, and, very nearly, Teddy),
and assassination (JFK and RFK). These are terrible fates, but ones
that members of the struggling middle class do not have to worry much
about.

If you survive paycheck-to-paycheck, you can also rest easy about
dying while fleeing paparazzi (Princess Diana); at the hand of a
servant jealous of your other servants (Edmund Safra); at the hand of
the president of your fan club (Selena); at the hand of a lunatic
stalker (John Lennon); at the hand of an impatient heir (the royal
family of Nepal); from a face lift (Olivia Goldsmith); in your
Porsche, while drag racing (basketball player Bobby Phills); in
pursuit of a speed-boat record (Stefano Casiraghi, husband of Princess
Caroline of Monaco); while diving off your yacht (Dennis Wilson of the
Beach Boys); after fighting with Christopher Walken (Natalie Wood);
while trying to buzz Ozzy Osbourne's tour bus (Randy Rhoads); from
injuries sustained in a cross-country riding event* (Christopher
Reeve); in staged violence on a film set (Brandon Lee); as a former
vice president, atop your mistress (Nelson Rockefeller); or of a
disease that subsequently gets named after you (Lou Gehrig). Given the
increasingly democratic nature of the game, middle-class people as
well as corporate executives are occasionally struck dead by lightning
on the golf course. But relatively few are victims of less-democratic
ego-sports like off-piste skiing (which killed 25 people in the French
Alps this year), yacht racing, hot-air ballooning, or trying to set
various speed records with test vehicles. If you aren't worried that
the Senate might not fully repeal the inheritance tax for estates
above $5 million, you probably don't need to be worrying about these
perils, either.

The problem of having more money than sense also drives fatality
statistics in the world of high-end travel. Given the cost of a tour
to the top of Mount Everest (between $10,000 and $40,000), it's safe
to assume no one collecting the Earned Income Tax Credit was among the
10 deaths there last season. Similarly, while the poor of Africa are
sometimes eaten by wild animals, it is only the well-to-do from other
continents who face the risk of being mauled by lions or trampled by
hippopotamuses, which surprisingly kill more people than any other
animal in Africa.

The next frontier for extravagant death is, of course, space. Richard
Branson is taking reservations for his Virgin Galactic airship, which
promises "the world's first affordable space tourist flights" to view
the aurora borealis, possibly as soon as 2008. Affordable, in this
context, is somewhere around $200,000. Let us hope it will be a round
trip.

* Correction: June 14, 2006: This piece originally and incorrectly
stated that Christopher Reeve died from injuries sustained in a
dressage event; in fact the accident occured in the cross-country
phase of a combined-training equestrian event. (Return to the
corrected sentence.)

Jacob Weisberg is editor of Slate and co-author, with Robert E. Rubin,
of In an Uncertain World.

Article URL: http://www.slate.com/id/2143671/

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sacred principles of liberty, which are embodied in one maxim: The
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unfortunate." -- Bertrand Russell

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