He faked his own death and carried on posting as his younger brother. But he gave himself away.
He faked his own death and carried on posting as his younger brother. But he gave himself away.
I didn't know he died. I always liked him.
I recall his English being polished and articulate; his brother's, less so though certainly not an impediment to communication.
I understood him to be the son of a wealthy Greek family, of Greek Orthodox and Muslim heritage, but he dwelt primarily in the Muslim side.
He was a man with principles he felt worth dying for and if I recall his brother's reports correctly, that may have cost him his health and perhaps his life, as he placed a sense of religious obligation ahead of the interests of his health.
As it happens I don't feel that being willing to die for a principle ennobles the principle in the least. Foolhardy piety should be beneath us all. And though I cringe somewhat at writing those words (First; I was not a close confidante of his and I fear that my understanding of the end of his life is necessarily incomplete; second, I take no joy in dampening the comforting memories of him that others may have, with my obstreperous recollections) I nonetheless recall his pleasure and passion for the pursuit of ideas, and in honouring that passion, I must remember him thus.
I expect he would have made very good dinner company. (And not the polite forgettable tedious kind of dinner that might please a socialite; the vivid and transformational kind of dinner that ends up getting a school of thought or a social movement named after it.
Last edited by bankside; November 20th, 2012 at 01:33 PM.
Why this unusual interest in someone who seems to have been gone years before your arrival at JUB? Perchance you're one of the people who had words with him when he was around under another guise?
In my opinion, given your proclivities, you don't deserve to know unless you plan to learn from him.
But then again, i'm talking to a ghost.
"Thereís death on the horizon,
and Iíll run to behold your sacrifice..."
We didn't interact directly much, Andreus and me. I didn't always agree with his point of view, and I'll admit I wasn't always convinced his words and opinions should have been viewed as handed down from God, like some in here constantly made them out to be. But I don't think he promoted that image himself; it was just foisted on him by certain JUBbers.
He did seem like a genuine guy, though, and he earned my respect. As Bankside has suggested, I suspect knowing him in person must have been something quite special. Although no surprise given his health when he went on hiatus from here, I thought the news of his passing had quite a significant effect on the overall mood at JUB for a few days.
Knowing Drew IRL was much different than the experience people obviously had here. There are some things about him that would anger both his admirers and detractors.
Complex. He spoke too many languages to count and had the ability to humiliate anyone in any of them. He got away with it because of his looks.
He died because during a health crisis, during a holy month, he refused to eat or take antivirals because his faith demanded a fast, in his estimation.
The brother is in Prison in Greece for arson.
The Thanos boys are troubled, all of them, and there were more than just the two.Drew and Mitri's fates were interwoven in very sad ways.
Andreus was a beautiful soul.
He was a first class Jubber, who always wore his heart on a sleeve. You always knew what side of an issue he stood on. He was resolute.
He was passionate, feisty, and yes, physically beautiful.
His spirit still lingers here, and lives on in our hearts, for those of us who knew him and loved him.
The Three Musketeers... Bashful, Chrisglass, and Ronboy!
He WAS a beautiful soul, and a beautiful mind. Some of the best conversations I've ever had were with him, and he wanted more than agreement, he wanted understanding. He would not have wanted pity, that's for sure.
He just never could believe that he was worthy of love, like so many other gay men.
I think he comes across as intimidating or is portrayed that way in many people's image; I can say without intending any hubris or condescention that I did not experience that. Nor because I escaped his attention or was oblivious; I just didn't see it in him.
He was more than interesting... he was captivating. He knew it, though. Did he ever have malice? not usually. He was very socially skilled though, a trait I don't have, and was willing to take extreme measures to make a point with those skills.
The shots taken here at his brother Mitri that I've seen over the last two years is rather disgusting, to tell you the truth, considering the kids mental disability. One more thing Drew was embarrassed about.
Embarrassed by his brother or by the reception his brother received here?
I can't recall Mitri posting before Andreus's departure. I was not aware he had any mental disability from my limited interaction with him.
I found Andreus's blog many years after first laying eyes on it at andreusthanos.blogspot.com. It was your use of his family name that reminded me.
I had a few run ins with people over the last two years, that said unkind things about Mitri. I have no idea whether they were here together, but based on what people here have said, I just assumed they were.
The Kid fell down a flight of stairs drunk when Drew was supposed to be caring for him when he was a young teen. Drew sought his religion because he wanted some kind of redemption from feeling responsible. It's also why he clung so tightly to a religion that outlawed alcohol. Anyway, the bottom line is the brother had some behavioral problems as a result of an open air head injury.
He felt responsible mostly though, because his Father blamed him for it, as well as his homosexuality. It couldn't have been that the same Father produced two gay sons. It had to be because of the fall. The father was... unpleasant.
Yes it's still there.
thanks again to Bankside for the link.
I also remember being very surprised that, even with Mitri's mediocre command of English, he seemed to get his ideas across very effectively (or at least in a way that resonated strongly with me). Perhaps more so than some people with post-graduate degrees in English...usually broken English is an impediment to effectively getting ideas across.
I think I may have exchanged PM's once or twice at most with Andreus, and I saw him as a very strongly opinioned guy who didn't pull punches, and I had plenty of respect for him. BP, you are so fortunate and richer for having had the opportunity to meet him...even more than once. (Were you here with a prior username at the time? I don't remember you being here more than three years, perhaps four - which is still after the fact.)
Changing-of-Presidents, or...Donald Trump will take over Obama's office. ORANGE IS THE NEW BLACK.
Boss, to Sue: "Sorry, we have to downsize, and I need to lay you and Jack off." Sue to boss: "Can you just jack off? I have a headache today."
When Hillary Clinton played a card game, why was she such a terrible bridge player? Because she couldn't make her contract of One NO TRUMP.
I have mobility issues. We can leave it at that.
I was not here when he was here. Wish I was, though, by the sound of it.
He and his brother also rented an apartment from me but...
Anyway, they both were very good with communication, I think because they grew up in a bilingual home. Mitri had urge and impulse control issues.
I would post pictures of him, but he was very particular about that for religious reasons. how about the ones he used as his avatar and signature... I have managed to locate those and he used them himself.
He was fond of being nude, and you only had to see him naked once to never forget it...lol
Wait, I think I can find a few relic pictures here at JUB....
If you stood toe to toe with him and came away with his respect then you are a formidable mind. I noticed IRL that he always went after people that he liked or considered an intellectual challenge the most. Another odd character trait of his.
Thanks, I have been hesitant to share anything about him here, because there is so much that I think is misunderstood about him from the bits and pieces I've read. He made fun of people that he thought were fawning, yet was quick to do anything for attention especially when it came to his looks. I think it had something to do with the fact that he really didn't like himself.
My memory of him is joining in with silly threads.
If you didn't post here until after he had withdrawn, you might not have seen that he wasn't shy here either. I don't recall him mentioning dancing, but certainly prostitution on occasion. Perhaps he used his discretion in sharing that information IRL, but he could be perfectly frank about it here.
Andreus was a fascinating, opinionated and somewhat enigmatic presence on J U B, but no more so than many other Jubbers who've come and gone over the years. It's interesting that his 'presence' is still felt here several years after his death, while other long-gone Jubbers, equally as fascinating and influential, appear to have faded from our memories altogether. Perhaps the fact that Andreus was the epitome of a Greek God in looks, and died so young and in such sad circumstances has a bit to do with his memory living on.
Last edited by justaguy; November 20th, 2012 at 06:52 PM.
Now that I've been around and read your posts a while, it's clear that you and he are alike in more than one or two ways. Only you would know though.
Edit: I see you added an edit let me just say this....
His little outing there was not as innocent as he let on. That's all I have to say about that mess.
He wanted to believe that it wasn't because of something that he did, but anyone that is HIV poz will tell you, there's no real way of knowing the method of transmission of HIV.
I think blogspot diverts you to a national server wherever you are. His blog comes up as .ca when I click on it.
Sorry, I can't find a picture of him on my computer, guys.
I will check with a moderator or admin to make sure that it's ok, and if it is, I will scan the picture of him I have on the wall in my office and post it tomorrow.
It was one of his favorites.
He also had a weird habit of tipping his head back a bit when he looked at someone that was oddly off putting to people. I guess there were a host of little habits that you'd never have known if you didn't spend time with him in person. His voice was a bit rough, but he smoked pot like a chimney. He tended to have a greek accent when he was relaxed, but if he was on the spot, so to speak he knew how to sound generically american.
Do you still have any of the pictures he sent you?
Even though I was here with him for awhile, we didn't interact much. He had a sort of "come at me bro" attitude that I found offputting. Our few interactions in threads were pleasant and usually humorous, and he struck me as at least moderately intelligent. But I never formed the connection with him that others did.
...I supposed this is the sentence where I'm supposed to say I really wish I had, and how much I regret not doing so when I had the chance. But I guess I really don't. Not because I don't think he was everything everybody says he was, but I guess because I stand by my five-year-old decision not to attempt to connect with him. I'm happy he enriched others' lives, though.
I am Truly envious of BP, and his Personal relationship with Andreus! As close as I felt that I managed to become a Friend with Dreu, through our interaction "Here", I was always at a physical Distance from an Individual that I Admired, Respected, and held Close, through the mere aspects of the Internet, and the Power of His personality!
We didn't always agree with each other! However, I felt I got to (cyberly) KNOW Him! Dreu was one of those Singular Exceptions in the realm of Human Beings!
Though I have experienced the passing of many people that I've know in Real Life, Dreu's passing may have had more of an effect, a "truer" sense of loss!
Yes, He had his own 'foibles', and 'weaknesses'. However, the way he approached them, and dealt with them, was as HONEST, and Forthright, as Anyone I've encountered since!
And, DAMN IT!, I miss Him!
WISDOM is the Knowledge you've gained ... After you could have used it! _Me
Despite my reputation for aloof buttoned-down rigidity, I think I can still muster a louche grin when I say, I cannot imagine that he shook his foot whilst making love.