Monica Warhol, cousin to Andy (once removed), who was ten when Warhol died in 1987: “My grandfather and Andy’s father were brothers. My Aunt Betty took me to the cemetery every week, where we’d pray over Andy’s grave, because my aunt said he was pretty flaky and was probably in purgatory.”

She’s a painter too. And Warhol fan Kanye West has commissioned her to paint Kim Kardashian … Whatever. But the quote is amazing.

If you haven’t read it yet, check out this story about a man who survived for three days in an air pocket in a sunken ship on the Atlantic seafloor just off the coast of Nigeria. He was discovered and rescued by a diving team that was there simply to recover bodies. There’s a extraordinary moment when one of the divers sees the hand of what he assumes is a corpse, grabs it and then feels it grab back. It’s a classic feel good story. The video is amazing. But reading the piece, marveling at this guy’s amazing luck, I kept thinking of the countless people who have been in some similar position and met the totally predictable, close to inevitable conclusion of the story – with plenty of time to grasp the sheer hopelessness of their predicament.