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It's typical that a shared traumatic event will be followed by a glut of articles seeking advice from mental health professionals; MSNBC, for example, spoke with suicide researcher Loren L. Coleman on a variety of topics concerning Owen Wilson's "very bad day," including the threat of irresponsible blogging (apparently we throw around words like "failed" and "succeeded" without thinking about the implications of such goal-oriented terminology), and the inevitable copycat question:

What about the copycat effect? What concerns me is how celebrity suicides are copied by other individuals. The classic is Marilyn Monroe. After she died by suicide, there was a 12-percent increase in the suicide rate in the United States for a month.

It translated to about 119 individuals—mostly women who were blond who used barbiturates. After Freddie Prinze used a gun to die by suicide, young Hispanic males used guns to kill themselves. I'm very concerned right now for young males, maybe even blond males, who overidentify with Owen Wilson.

Take note: If a friend, family member, or co-worker seemed inordinately obsessed with the crashing of weddings and/or other catered affairs shortly after taking in Wilson's summer 2005 blockbuster comedy, and particularly if they have now or ever sported a stunning head of flaxen locks, bangs carefully arranged to dangle approximately one-third of the way over their field of vision, they could be in danger of attempting to emulate their screen hero once again—only this time, in a far more injurious fashion.