David Carradine has been found dead in a Thai motel room, apparently after an auto-asphyxiation sex game went wrong (very badly wrong, I would suggest, since he had a rope attached around both neck and penis. I think murder can be ruled out) Since Michael Hutchence supposedly went the same way, this may be a showbiz-type favourite. It reminds me of some Hollwood actress (whose name escapes me) who decided to do 'erself in for some reason. She had a very spicy last meal, took a huge dose of tranquillisers, arranged herself in a suitably 'artistic' pose on a couch, and awaited the inevitable. Less-than-predictably, the spices reacted violently with the drugs, and she lurched from couch to bathroom whilst vomiting prodigiously, and collapsed headfirst down the crapper, where she was found next day (dead, and everything) Some Australian politician-perhaps a former PM whose name also escapes me-was also found mort in a hotel room, face down, and wearing a condom which police described to the media as 'loaded' In what more humiliating circumstances could one be found post-mortem? And where was Quentin Tarantino at the time? Nobody asks that, do they?