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http://www.wkyt.com/Global/story.asp?S=3096221

Nebraska child prodigy dead in apparent suicide

VENANGO, Neb. He took his first high school class at six and graduated at ten. At 14, authorities think he killed himself.

Brandenn Bremmer was found dead at his Nebraska home this week with a gunshot wound to the head.

Bremmer was a musical prodigy studying piano improvisation at Colorado State University. He began playing piano at age three and was home-schooled through high school -- finishing his junior and seniors years in seven months.

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http://www.ohio.com/mld/beaconjournal/11185041.htm

He graduated at 10, killed himself at 14

Concert pianist, scholastic whiz was shot in head; `He knew he had to leave,' mother says

By Sharon Cohen

Associated Press


He started reading as a toddler, played piano at age 3 and delivered a high school commencement speech in cap and gown when he was just 10 -- his eyes barely visible over the lectern.

Brandenn Bremmer was a child prodigy: He composed and recorded music, won piano competitions, breezed through college courses with an off-the-charts IQ and mastered everything from archery to photography, hurtling through life precociously.

Then, last Tuesday, Brandenn was found dead in his Nebraska home from an apparent self-inflicted gunshot wound to his head.

He was just 14. He left no note.

``Sometimes we wonder if maybe the physical, earthly world didn't offer him enough challenges and he felt it was time to move on and do something great,'' his mother, Patricia, said from the family home in Venango, Neb., a few miles from the Colorado line.

Brandenn showed no signs of depression, she said. He had just shown his family the art for the cover of his new CD that was about to be released.

He was, according to his family and teachers, an extraordinary blend of fun-loving child and serious adult. He loved Harry Potter and Mozart. He watched cartoons and enjoyed video games but gave classical piano concerts for hundreds of people -- without a hint of stage fright.

``He wasn't just talented, he was just a really nice young man,'' said David Wohl, an assistant professor at Colorado State University, where Brandenn studied music after high school. ``He had an easy smile. He really was unpretentious.''

Patricia Bremmer -- who writes mysteries and has long raised dogs with her husband, Martin -- said they both knew their son was special from the moment he was born. The brown-haired, blue-eyed boy was reading when he was 18 months old and entering classical piano competitions by age 4.

``He was born an adult,'' his mother said. ``We just watched his body grow bigger.''

He scored 178 on one IQ test -- a test his mother said he was too bored to finish.

Brandenn's life

Brandenn was home-schooled. By age 6, when many little boys are learning to read, he was ready to tackle high school. He enrolled in the Independent Study High School in Lincoln through the University of Nebraska, taking most of his courses by mail.

``He was such a breath of fresh air,'' recalls Lisa Bourlier, associate principal at the school. ``It's unusual to find a student 6 years old willing to shake hands with adults and say, `Hi, my name is Brandenn, this is what I want to do.' ''

In a college preparatory program, Brandenn took his classes in clusters -- all science at one time, all social studies at another -- and ``zipped through,'' said Bourlier.

His mother said his mind was so facile that if a topic interested him, he could complete a semester's work in 10 days. She sometimes worried she couldn't keep pace with her son's intellect, and the family hired tutors.

``He set the pace,'' she said. ``We only did what he wanted. (We might say) `Instead of taking three classes, why don't you take one?' We let him make his own choices from the time he was an infant.... He always made good choices.''

For his senior class photo, Brandenn temporarily darkened his hair, wore a red cape and round wire-rimmed glasses and posed with a suspended broom -- the spitting image of Harry Potter.

At age 10, he became the youngest graduate of his high school and he delivered a commencement speech, saying he was so unusual he practically ``qualified for the endangered species list.''

``He carried himself very well,'' recalled Bourlier. ``He did just a very nice job for being 10. During the ceremony, he gave this excellent little speech. He was just so composed.... Then afterward, he was running around with his nieces and nephews just a few years younger than him.''

Brandenn was taking biology at Mid-Plains Community College in North Platte, Neb., and had recently decided he wanted to become an anesthesiologist. He also studied for years at Colorado State, polishing piano skills that had won him state competitions and a table-full of trophies.

Brandenn turned away from his classical roots and started writing his own spiritual, New Age-style music, passing on a demo of one piano piece to the musician Yanni at a Nebraska concert. He released a CD called Elements and gave concerts in Colorado and Nebraska. He was booked for a concert in Kansas next year.

Coping with the loss

His music will live on -- the Bremmers' plan to release his second CD for fans who range from nuns to cancer patients to the owners of a New York restaurant where diners can listen to the soothing melodies of Brandenn Bremmer.

His family, meanwhile, wonders why he is gone.

``We're trying to rationalize now,'' his mother said. ``He had this excessive need to help people and teach people.... He was so connected with the spiritual world. We felt he could hear people's needs and desires and their cries. We just felt like something touched him that day and he knew he had to leave'' to save others.

And so, she said, Brandenn's kidneys were donated to two people, his liver went to a 22-month-old and his heart to an 11-year-old boy.

Patricia Bremmer said in the days since her son's death, she and others have felt his presence. Her husband, she said, was comforted to find a message under his computer mouse pad their son had written six years ago: ``I love you dad. No matter what happens, I'll always love you.''

She wished that she, too, could have that sort of solace. She started rummaging through drawers to stay busy and came across five handmade cards from Brandenn with the same loving message.

Finding them, she said, ``just made it so much easier.''

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I don't know what to say. :|
 
I was a smart child (although I can never compare to the apparent genius of this kid), but for all the intellectual praise I received, I was very depressed over feeling "aloof" and "different" from everyone else. I would have given up my intellect anyday to feel as if I could relate with the world around me. As I've gotten older, those feelings have somewhat subsided, although I'd be lying if I didn't say I still felt "aloof."

It's possible, maybe, that he felt the same way, but amplified. I feel sorry for him, really. Sometimes you just can't escape your own nature. I just wish, if that was the case, he could have found an equal somehow. Somewhere.

Melon
 
Dreadsox said:
Too close to home for me right now.

:( :hug:. Same with you, melon.

Man, this kid sounded amazing. I feel so lazy next to him-the only thing I could probably relate to with him is that I, too, was reading at a very young age-started at 2. But he most definitely surpasses me in so much of this other stuff, it's incredible.

I don't doubt that being that accomplished at things at that young an age can definitely have an effect on someone-the pressures and everything involved. Just a very sad ending to all of this. May he rest in peace.
 
melon said:
I was a smart child (although I can never compare to the apparent genius of this kid), but for all the intellectual praise I received, I was very depressed over feeling "aloof" and "different" from everyone else. I would have given up my intellect anyday to feel as if I could relate with the world around me. As I've gotten older, those feelings have somewhat subsided, although I'd be lying if I didn't say I still felt "aloof."

It's possible, maybe, that he felt the same way, but amplified. I feel sorry for him, really. Sometimes you just can't escape your own nature. I just wish, if that was the case, he could have found an equal somehow. Somewhere.

Melon

I notice that often extremely bright people seem to struggle with intense depression more than people of "normal" intelligence.

My mom told me that when my brother was little he was evaluated by a psychologist who specialised in children of very high intellect. At the end of the evaluation this guy told my parents that my brother was indeed very, very bright, but that he "would never be truly happy." My mom said she thought that was an awful thing to say, but in the decades that followed (my brother is now 47) she realized it's really very true. Certainly he has happy times, but I would in no way describe my brother as essentially happy.
 
indra said:
I notice that often extremely bright people seem to struggle with intense depression more than people of "normal" intelligence.

It doesn't help either that I'm very depressed right now and very angry at the world. I'm so fucking goddamn tired of being unemployed and watching the bills pile up. And watching the job that you hoped for go to the "internal candidate" yet again? How can I fucking become an "internal candidate" if I can't fucking get inside to begin with?

Maybe this kid figured it out early. Life isn't worth it, and unless your a straight WASP, God hates you too.

Maybe I should kill myself too and do God a favor. After all, He was too stupid to get His creation right the first time.

I'm not going to kill myself, because I'm scared of death as much as I hate life.

Melon
 
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melon said:
Maybe this kid figured it out early. Life isn't worth it, and unless your a straight WASP, God hates you too.
I can't possibly begin to believe that.

melon said:
Maybe I should kill myself too and do God a favor. After all, He was too stupid to get His creation right the first time.
:yikes:
 
Melon, if you feel it is necessary to get something off your chest, feel free to send me a private message.
 
melon said:

Maybe this kid figured it out early. Life isn't worth it, and unless your a straight WASP, God hates you too.

Maybe I should kill myself too and do God a favor. After all, He was too stupid to get His creation right the first time.

I'm not going to kill myself, because I'm scared of death as much as I hate life.

Melon

Melon, life is for bastards ...and so be a little bastard...and everything will be OK.

Job is not something worth a big deal.. I had 2 good jobs in my final year of college in 1999.. I have had job offers from american company..which I didnt accept.. My jobs involves tour of Europe every year for the last five years...Its good....but when you will get a good job...you will certainly feel happy...but after few days when you will be over it..you will realise that although Job is necessary .

.but its not a big deal...if you dont have it.

All I can say is " keep trying" and hope for the best....if the best doesnt happen now...say FUCK OFF ...and then try again....

and if you see it from Survival of fittest point of view - guys who were too sensitive or too weak minded and committed suicide early...and the generation of such people dont exist....


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You know that's not true Melon, God DOES NOT feel that way about you. I'd say he must be damn proud to have created someone like you.

What other people say can't destroy you-I've never lived in your shoes but I've had some experience w/ intolerance, hatred, and emotional pain. I wouldn't ever pretend to know what it's like for you but I think I understand a bit.

I wish all the best for you, please hang in there.
 
It IS a big deal. I am TIRED of sitting at home. I am BROKE. I have $53,000 worth of student loan debt. I can't afford to leave the house very often, because my parents are as broke as I am.

I am literally getting to the point that I am so angry that I'm running out of words. Sure, it's such a "great compliment" when you're told that you were the "perfect candidate," but they had to go with the "internal candidate" instead, what the fuck am I supposed to do anymore? Getting a job is like winning the lottery these days, rather than actually having "talent." God forbid.

God fucking forbid. I shouldn't get myself started on religion, because I don't have one good word to say for it anymore. I hope conservative Christianity is satisfied, because I blame them for me developing my utter hatred of religion. You wanted your "monopoly" on religious faith, well guess what? You reap what you sow. I find no comfort at all in God or the idea of God. Instead, I just end up angry. Angry that I wasted my time with 12 years of Catholic education, only to realize you've grown up in a religion that doesn't want you, unless you deny yourself or change. Well, you know what, you goddamn Poop? I deny you. I reject you. I wish I had never even known you existed, you old dying bigot. My parents may still be able to take some comfort in Catholicism, but hey...they aren't hated merely for loving someone of the same-sex.

I feel like an utter fool for still praying after all these years. And to what? So I can get ignored? I've had it. Life isn't worth the energy. Life isn't worth the time. Life isn't worth the effort. If you're different in any form or fashion, you will be rejected, folks. And then you'll grow up to be as bitter as I.

Melon
 
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I'm not going to try to "talk you out" of anything you've said, that isn't my right, and you have the right to vent all you want and feel the way you do.

Trust me, I'm "different" not in the way(s) you might be talking about..I've felt rejection from so many people in my life but never from God. I might have thought it was rejection, but I came to learn that it wasn't. Sure I've had, and have, questions and doubts, and anger. I'm bitter too, but I get tired of that affecting me in destructive ways.

I hope you can talk to someone you love and trust about how you're feeling.
 
melon said:
I was a smart child (although I can never compare to the apparent genius of this kid), but for all the intellectual praise I received, I was very depressed over feeling "aloof" and "different" from everyone else. I would have given up my intellect anyday to feel as if I could relate with the world around me. As I've gotten older, those feelings have somewhat subsided, although I'd be lying if I didn't say I still felt "aloof."

It's possible, maybe, that he felt the same way, but amplified. I feel sorry for him, really. Sometimes you just can't escape your own nature. I just wish, if that was the case, he could have found an equal somehow. Somewhere.

Melon

I am also always described as 'aloof,' though not because I'm brilliant. I just am apparently aloof. Different. I was always the pretty girl people were scared to talk to or ask out so I end up alone a lot. Even though I walk around smiling at people and have no trouble with eye contact, and I think I'm quite friendly, I'm still perceived as "unapproachable." It fries my mind. Mostly I don't get why aloof is considered to be so bad, actually. I see myself as self-possessed and independent; others see it as aloof. I guess it's okay to be pretty and insecure but pretty and self-possessed are not allowed. I don't necessarily want to 'fit in' I guess. I'm different and I have a small group of quite extraordinary friends and if the masses don't get me, they don't get me--most of the time I don't care. The other day I was told that after 6 years of working here our president thinks I do really go work but he doesn't 'get me'. This is the kind of thing that could cost me my job someday because it's important to fit in here but I'm never going to fit in so I can't help it. All I can do is excellent work and go about my life.

melon, I really do feel your pain. I can relate in a lot of ways. I'm grateful to be employed but I have other problems assailing me at the moment and sometimes it feels very overwhelming.

:hug:
 
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Sad to know about your debt :(

Prayers dont help..Just a grand waste of time.

Religions dont help. It blackmails your pyschological weakness.

Cant you start with a small job with lesser money... even when you are intellectually far more superior for your job.

Start with $20000 per annum job..somehow...even when you deserve or your education entitles you $200,000 per annum. No work is big or small...start from whereever.. I dont know the situation in USA...but if you were here (Do a computer course, get a job)...you would have easily got a job - that too a good one.

Money has never been or will never be motivation for me.
 
It's very, very difficult to find skilled, permanent, full-time employment as a liberal arts grad, and (I imagine) harder with a master's degree or some grad credits under your belt. I started looking in October of 2003 and just started my editorial job last month, so that tells you something about the job market. :crack: I'm very pleased to have gotten the job that I did.

Melon, keep the faith; someone like you will eventually find something. Believe me, I know how useless this sounds, because everyone told me the same thing, but you are far too smart and gifted to stay as you are forever. I'm praying for you and I hope you find relief from your employment and financial troubles soon.
 
pax said:
Melon, keep the faith; someone like you will eventually find something. Believe me, I know how useless this sounds, because everyone told me the same thing, but you are far too smart and gifted to stay as you are forever. I'm praying for you and I hope you find relief from your employment and financial troubles soon.

:yes: :hug:

I'm curious, does your college have an outplacement service for graduating students?
 
:huh:

I'm feeling better. Talk about a wild mood swing there. It's one thing for me to be cynical. It's another thing for my cynicism to be constantly proven right. And, no, it isn't a "self-fulfilling prophesy"; I just predicted accurately that the "internal candidate," of course, would get hired. And it infuriated me. I'm genuinely infuriated and angry over everything.

I ended up taking all the vitamins I owned--sometimes doubling the doses--a hefty protein shake mixture, and Tylenol just to calm down.

Anyway, getting back to the original topic of this thread and its most immediate off-shoot, I don't know why self-identified "intelligent" people are often more depressed than others. Most of my "smart" friends in Boston were on SSRIs. I won't touch those drugs, because I know how destructive they are. Well, I tried one for three days out of desperation. My adrenal glands became quickly exhausted and I had to stop taking them. They are stimulants, after all. I'm more interested in calming down!

I greatly sympathize with this child prodigy, if he felt even a fraction of what I've been feeling for years. It's both a blessing and a curse to be different, because, sometimes, the desire for understanding can just be overpowering.

For those who are fortunate enough to have gifted children, I'll give you this advice. Foster their gift and be encouraging, without being pushy. But try and give them an avenue for a social life. They need it, and they'll crave it, but since they're the "smart" kid, they may feel it's necessary to be "stoic." After all, "intellect" has almost become synonymous with "unemotional."

More than once, I wish things could have been different for me. I guess, though, there's no such thing as "going back."

I guess it's time for me to revert to my usual "distant" melon persona.

Melon
 
Wrong place and time probably, but Melon, maybe being your own boss would be a stop-gap solution? Building websites for people, for instance? It might at least get a little cash flowing in.

I am not in your league (or your country) but I long ago side-stepped the conventional get-a-job path because (like you) nobody would give me a job. It's interesting that they don't ask for a resume when you walk in the door posing as a business, instead of seeking a 'job'.

But, different country, different circumstances. It's a rocky road either way.
 
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