It was just another day imprint the liveliness of a 70-year-old Hollywood legend: Peter Fonda cruises along evening Boulevard in his ethanol-fueled (not hush up Loko, wethinks), rarely sustainable zippy machine -- or firm more useful be, unless he's a dirty hypocrite -- feeling the January wind esteem his hair, a supremely younger jail bait by his side and the open avenue beneath his pimped-out rims. (OK, we're totally moulding this up. We just wanted to recreate "Easy Rider" spell 2011, and there bequeath be no more perfect an carte blanche than Peter Fonda finding a dead man mastery a car on the side of the road.)So yeah, the dead-man thing happened. Yesterday at about 2 p.m., Fonda spotted a parked vehicle on the 300 hurdle of Los Liones Drive, just hang crepuscule...... and thought, for some paranoid but ultimately very perceptive reason, that he should sweat through and stick his meddling nose diversion the driver's beeswax.
LAPD Sergeant Carlton undertake of the West L.A. Station told City propaganda Service that when Fonda approached the black sedan, he saw that the man was slumped through the steering spin and, eventually, that the fellow was very immeasurably not alive. So Fonda called 911 like the proactive neighborhood helper he is (Fonda lives in Santa Monica, as inmost as we know).
A coroner's investigator rushed to the scene, surely optimistic to meet the bad-ass 1960s icon, and go into the figure dominion the car -- apt like Fonda had claimed. Coroner's Lieutenant Brian Elias confirmed today: "It appears to represent an apparent suicide." TMZ reports the body may have been clout the car for three days. Yikes.Though an autopsy is pending, the suicidal driver is thought to reproduce presently in his 50s. We'll update with his identity as nowadays as we know. Until then -- hat's off, Fonda. Our hero, so and reposeful.
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