Update: Sacramento Sheriff's Dept Launches Criminal Investigation Into Wii Water Death

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It seems the Sacramento Sheriff's Department was keeping tabs on the Internet, and specifically our heated discussion yesterday regarding the death of Jennifer Strange (pictured right, with family) in a "Hold Your Wee for a Nintendo Wii" contest put on by a local Sacramento radio station because a criminal investigation has begun.


Our poll yesterday, whether the 10 responsible employees should face legal repercussions, was pretty even until the audio clip of the actual show was found. The audio clip showed a lack of health concern or overall responsibility by the DJs and made the blood boil of many Gizmodoites (including myself).

I didn't pass the bar, but I know a little bit—so wouldn't this situation depend on what specifically was stated in the required waivers for the criminal investigation? Or would it even matter what the waivers said?

Criminal Investigation Into Radio Wii Death [Kotaku]



The takeaway lesson here is that if you hold a water-drinking contest, you need to supply a bunch of paramedics with salty saline solution, plenty of salty snacks, and some kind of insurance underwriting of the event, plus waivers.

What would be even better is if the whole contest was done intravenously — that way, the folks would still have to pee real bad, but their NaCl levels would stay where they need to be.

I've seen distance runners run past the aid stations, grab a splash of water and then plant a palm in the empty salty-snack bowls to get a handful of salty goodness they can lick away while they run. It sounds gross, but it keeps those wheels-a-turnin.

Admittedly, it's just terrible that someone had to die, and I'm leaning towards the radio crew and management as I think about where to assign the blame. However, people should be free to do whatever wacky stuff they want to do to promote a station, a car dealership, a magician, whatever.

I have a friend who played golf for 24 hours straight — one hundred eighteen consecutive holes for a cancer charity event. He got looked at every hour by a paramedic, and was observed by a golf-cart crew for the last ten hours. Nobody was going to see the limits pushed to an unsafe level.

That's my point — there's nothing wrong with doing wacky crap like sitting on an iceblock until your ass freezes solid, putting your hand on a humvee for 36 hours, or staying immersed in a water-filled orb in the middle of a city for days on end — just make sure that there's someone around to make sure you don't die at it.