"Please don't attempt to 'help' me," says the blogger known as 90 Day Jane. "If you want to truly help, please send me ideas on how to do the deed." Is that even legal? In three months (83 days now), Jane is going to commit suicide, and meantime she'll write a daily essay with an admittedly neat look at one aspect of suicide. On Day 90 she said she wouldn't change her way of life. On Day 89 she wondered why movie suicides shave their heads. Day 88 she figured she won't pack up her belongings for her family; Day 87 was reactions-to-the-thousands-of-readers day, and on Day 86 she shopped for a suicide dress. There was video.
The version on her blog is disabled, but here's the updated video of 90 Day Jane in the changing room:
Day 85 is the requisite "Maybe I'll quit this blog" post, but yesterday she's back to witticisms. She tells about a Valentine's Day admirer and says, "I just hope he's not looking for anything long-term."
The quality of Jane's writing means two things: First, she's interesting enough to override online suicide fatigue (one Digg user wrote, "How popular is this online suicide shit getting? Just the other day some gay kid slit his wrists live on [live video site] Stickam").
Second, maybe she's fake, though this would be a poor choice of art project given the chance that it gets shut down. Even if she's real, the blog will impede her; Google could track down her IP address, or someone could identify her. Meanwhile she'll get a lot of attention during the countdown. Her story should hit Fark in a few minutes.
Like I mentioned, live online suicide is an old tradition. Another camgirl made Wired News in 2001 with her second on-air attempt. A boy who drugged himself while on a chat room left his last words, "I told u I was hardcore." People watching London's first webcam suicide weren't charged with any crime for goading him.
But Jane hasn't promised any live suicide. The show is her 90-day thought process. So it's okay to watch, right?