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26 October 2007 - R.I.P. Jin Soo Kwon

Well, technically he's still alive. But start warming up the smoke monster, because Jin is as good as dead as soon as Season 4 starts up in February.
That's right, my droogs. The LOST curse has struck again, as Daniel Dae Kim was arrested on Thursday for a DUI.

First there was Ana Lucia (thank god that whackjob got fired when she did. I mean, did anyone really want to see her hook up with Jack? What the hell were you thinking, Abrams?). Then there was Libby. Then *tear* Mr. Eko.
When are these actors going to learn? If you're going to drink and drive, make sure that you're not a cast member on Lost.
I mean, think about all of the other famous drunk drivers who are still employed: Charlie Sheen, Mel Gibson, the Cincinnati Bengals, and (further proof that there is no God) Ted Kennedy.
As Dr. Cox once so eloquently put it: You can't show up to work when you're hammered. You're not airline pilots.

Although there's a slight chance that the powers that be will spare him, we can safely start to speculate as to how Jin'll bite the dust. Now that we know that the castaways actually get off the island, there are so many more creative ways to kill Jin. He could get sniped, mugged, eaten by a polar bear that escaped from the NYC zoo. He could OD, get food poisoning, avian flu, freak gasoline fight accident, have his heart ripped out by Val Kilmer, etc.
Or maybe he'll get knocked off in an utterly ironic DWI accident involving an oxycontin addicted Jack Shephard.


But luckily we have the time to appreciate all the fun times we had with him. Even though this is only text, imagine that this is one of those "Survivor" cross-fade montages during the finale where the remaining contestants remark on their departed competitors as though it were their wake.

"Michah! Sawyah! Othahs....Othahs..."
That time that Ana-Lucia trapped him in a pit...
And then he figured out that he was going to be a father...
And he had to wear those handcuffs for the entire first season...
That time he got shot on the raft...
And all the loveable moments when he butchered the English language.

I suppose the only good that can come of this is that Sun will subsequently get written out of the show. And while we're at it, fingers crossed that Michael Emerson gets pulled over next week. I'm really tired of his creepy stares and unnecessarily cryptic dialogue (that makes me believe that the writing staff is making the show up on the fly).

Death to the infidels,
MGD

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