On a minor level, I respect David Blaine. On a major level, I think he’s a douche and I wanna bust out a belt and spank his ass. Not sexual. Just punishment.
I’m impressed with his superhuman thrill seeking, but he scares me with every stunt. He messes with emotions then does it all over again.
David Blaine has kicked off his latest crowd-drawing exploit in New York City this morning, embarking on a three-day feat of endurance in which he will hang upside down in Central Park, culminating in a live two-hour finale on ABC Wednesday night.
David Blaine: Dive of Death, takes place 50 feet above the iconic Wollman Rink in full public view and began in earnest at 8:30 a.m. this morning. Blaine will go without food, but with liquids, for the roughly 60-hour period.
He will also be unable to sleep and be fitted with a catheter for all his disposal needs.
His personal physician has spoken out about some serious, and lasting, dangers that could result. Like increased blood pressure, retina damage, stroke, and the possibility of going blind.
How do you put up with dating a magician? You’re like, ‘I’m really upset with you right now!’ He’s like, ‘I’m pissed too. And by the way, guess what? For my next stunt I’m gonna go jump off a ledge and hang on with my toenails, bitch!’
