In the hours following the tragic, and seemingly bizarre death of local pharmacist, John Rossi, NY tabloids and the Brooklyn blogosphere were flooded with commentary on what many are calling one of the most convenient and improbable suicide scenario, ever.
The question at the tip of everyone’s fingers tonight – why?

Why John Rossi, just hours after leaving a hospital where his daughter gave birth to his first grandchild, brimming with joy, would choose to go home and celebrate – by executing a suicide of Arthur Miller like staging, with all the fastidious detail of a Martha Stewart place-setting.

The crime scene, said to include: the victim behind a desk, a bottle of Jack Daniels, an open container of pills, a suicide note: “lifes a bitch. I cant fuckin’ take it no more, signed ‘the dead guy’” – and his .380 Berretta.

A scene, which probably couldn’t have been better furnish had you gone to Crate and Barrel.

Which may explain why detectives and the city medical examiner were so prompt in signing off on Risso’s death as a suicide.

Nevertheless, for skeptics there remain significantly more questions than answers tonight; from a neighborhood who can’t quite swallow the alleged Rossi coup de grâce – which consisted of multiple gun shots to Rossi’s body, with another slug found lodged somewhere in the room.

Exactly how Rossi (reported to have been found with two ’self inflicted’ gunshot wounds) maintained enough muscle control after shooting himself once in the chest, to fire a second round to his head, for now – remains a mystery.

Or, is it as one police source said? “He wanted to make sure.”

[photo courtesy of the Daily News]