Looking at my art you might be surprised to find that I have an above average interest in the game of chess (I joke, but I do...) Bobby Fischer was without a doubt the greatest - and saddest person to ever play the game at its highest level. I'm sure the newspapers have the full story, so I'm going to pass on re-telling the whole thing.

Overall the life story of Bobby Fischer is a sad story that curiously is being played out in a similar parallel in the life of Britney Spears. Before you snicker and think that BF was some kind of fool - he was just the opposite a superior complex thinker who literally was driven over the edge by his own mind.

When you look at Fischer, you see a man whose world outside of chess never became the extension of what he saw in a complex - but highly structured game. In the end, the messiness and randomness of the world will only remember him as someone who fell from the highest highs - to become a powerless eccentric.

Bobby Fischer, April 28, 1962. (John Lent, Associated Press / April 28, 1962)

Labels: Death, international