Darwin Award Winner
-PJ
https://heavy.com/news/sofia-cheung/
Based on some of the photographs in the article above, Ms. Cheung was not above taking risks for that perfect image.
It’s all about the page views and ad clicks.
“Life should be fun not dumb.”
According to the article:
Sofia Cheung, 32, plummeted 16 feet off a Hong Kong cliff on Saturday.
I don’t agree that falling 16 feet meets the definition of “plummeted” but it’s still enough of a distance to kill a person which is why OSHA requires fall protection whenever a person is working more than 6 feet off the ground.
She’ll learn that stunt only works for wrappers who are trying to get some street cred. Others shouldn’t try it, better to stay alive.
well she died what she loved doing
imo incredibly stupid, but it floated her boat
A girl and her phone...
It wasn’t a selfie but “Cops” co creator
Paul Stojanovich died this way. Back up
a little more...
“Stojanovich died on March 15, 2003 after accidentally falling off a cliff on the Oregon coast while posing for a photograph his fiancé, Kim Crowell, was taking. He slipped on a wet tree root and fell 300 feet to the rocks and ocean below.”—Eikipedia
Apparently she wasn’t able to influence gravity.
Modern day equivalent of riding bicycle with no hands. Some people are born to teach. I would hope her unnecessary death influences others to be more circumspect about simple gravity effect avoidance techniques.
I didn’t know there was such a thing as an Instagram Star.
It looks like she enjoyed having pictures of herself defying death from falling from heights.
Damn. That’s a waste. She was hot.
Maybe she was being paid to hock vaccinations.
Every post says, #YOLO (you only live once) #Prophetic
Who the hell does she influence?
She’s not the first to die from taking selfies.
Wonder what her last words were... Look at meeeeeeeeeeeer
>> “...after she slipped while snapping a selfie at a waterfall.” <<
I know that feeling — almost. While taking a photo of a flower on a path by the edge of a river, I stepped back just a little to get a slightly better angle, only to discover that there was no more path back there. Down I plunged, slipping about ten feet down a steep slope and flipping over headfirst into the river.
I felt like a fool, of course. I wasn’t injured, though, except for a slight strain to my shoulder from trying to hold my camera up and keep it out of the water, in vain (a few days in front of a fan finally dried it out). Much of that river has boulders in it, and if I’d hit my head on one of them, I could have been killed.
Thinking about that afterward bothered me a bit. I believe in the back of my mind, though, I’d realized I wasn’t in a dangerous place. The only reason I flipped over is that my feet got caught in the underbrush. What would have happened most times is that I’d just have gotten a little muddy. When around places that seem dangerous, I’m careful, careful enough to make it to old age, anyway. Sorry this girl won’t.
Should have followed TLC’s advice:
Don’t go chasing waterfalls
Please stick to the rivers and the lakes that you’re used to
I guess, now we’ll see how strong her influence is.
Will all those hits translate to splats?