Elvis' fatal heart attack

(blunders into spotlight, grabs microphone, surveys crowd)
“This subject reminds me of a little song I wrote. Goes something like this. Ahem.”
(strums guitar)

Elvis Presley’s body lies amoldering in the grave
Elvis Presley’s body lies amoldering in the grave
Elvis Aaron Presley lies amoldering in the grave
But the Kings still rocking on!

Glory, glory, Hallejuah, Elvis is our only ruler!
Listen close, He’s singin to ya,
The King’s still rockin’ on!

They found him in the bathroom, he was sitting on the throne
They found him in the bathroom, he was sitting on the throne
They found his mortal body, but the King inside had flown!
And the King’s still rocking on

Glory, glory, Hallejuah, Elvis is our only ruler!
Listen close, He’s singin to ya
The King’s still rockin’ on!

For three days, it rained and thundered, and the sun refused to shine
For three days, it rained and thundered, and the sun refused to shine
For three days, the King was missing. Now, we see him all the time!
And the King’s still rocking on!

(dancing girls, pyrotechnics, juggling Elvii, church choir)

Glory, glory, Hallejuah, Elvis is our only ruler!
Listen close, He’s singin to ya
The King’s still rocking onnnnnn!

“You 've been a wonderful audience, thank you.”

By paraphrasing those passages and books, you give the impression you agree with them.

That is certainly true. But handsome he was. Which is yet another reason why people mistakenly thought Elvis “had it all.” Clearly he didn’t.**
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Lisa, I admit I don’t know you well, and I have no reason to not like you but it clearly seems you’ve got ‘good looks’ and ‘got it made’ confused. Being good looking can work for you…but it can also work against you. No disrespect intended, but that seems like such a superficial attitude.

That’s pretty ironic coming from the person who wrote, “I submit that you, PunditLisa, know not of which you speak.” I’ve at least read a few books on Elvis. You don’t even know my name. **
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Ok, maybe I was out of line. But knowing your name doesn’t help me understand human behaviour any better. I’d bet I’ve read more books than you on the subject and still don’t claim to know more about him than you.
Elvis’ death was tragic. And I think he had much more to give. I have a chronic pain problem and I know how easy it would be to medicate all my problems away if I didn’t have to go to work everyday and be responsible. I blame his Dr. as much if not more than Elvis. Regardless, he lived more in his 22 years than you and I will put together.

Man, you guys are Harsh. Perhaps Elvis didn’t take perfect care of himself, but weighing 216 at 5’11" doesn’t exactly qualify you for the fat farm. The guy was somewhat out of shape, and wasn’t eating very well. Hands up, everyone here who hasn’t fit that description at one time or another.

If Elvis weren’t ‘The King’, his weight would have only been a passing mention. Hell, Alec Baldwin has been heavier than Elvis at his fattest. Give him a break. For a guy in his 40’s, he didn’t look at that bad if you don’t judge him by the standards of Hollywood.

People have heart attacks. The mid-40’s are a common age for men to have heart attacks. Elvis had one, and died. Tough luck.

Time for an obligatory Warren Zevon Lyric (he wrote this after visiting graceland and seeing Elvis’s prized porcelain monkey, and Zevon thought it was a good metaphor for what went wrong):

He was an accident waiting to happen,
Most accidents happen at home…
Maybe he should have gone out more often,
Maybe he should have answered the phone.

Hip Shakin’ shouting in gold lame,
That’s how he earned his regal sobriquet.
Then he threw it all away,
For a porcelain monkey.

He threw it away for a porcelain monkey,
Gave it all up for a figurine,
He traded it in for a night in Las Vegas,
And his face on velveteen.

From a shotgun shack singing pentecostal hymns,
To the wrought iron gates and the TV room,
He had a little world it was smaller than his hands,
It’s a rockabilly ride from the glitter to the gloom.

Left behind by the latest trends,
Eatin’ fried chicken with his regicidal friends,
That’s how the story ends,
For the porcelain monkey…

Gotta like a musician who can work words like “sobriquet” and “regicidal” into his songs.

I apologize for my remarks earlier in the thread. In my defense, I felt that the thread itself was insulting to Elvis’ memory. I am glad some cogent discussion made it in here, because all I saw before that were cheap unfunny shots at Elvis in his darkest times, '74-'77. Those things make me unnaturally furious, which is a problem of mine. I’m sorry. His music touches me so; I find it impossible to respond without bile to cruel jokes about him.

What I’m really sorry about is that I was too young to appreciate EP when he was alive. And his '70s material was some of his best work: he finally was able to sing songs that spoke to him personally.

He didn’t die on the toilet. At least allow me to squeeze THAT little blackhead of ignorance.

Warm, about the handsome thing. You can’t have a discussion about Marilyn Monroe without talking about her sexuality and you can’t have a discussion about Elvis without talking about his sexuality. It was the lethal combination of talent AND looks that made him a phenomenon.

And because of that, he was pursued by everyone. The public. The record industry. The movie industry. Everyone wanted a piece of him. And they took it without regard to the consequences to him.

So, tragically, the very qualities that made him extraordinarily famous also led to his downfall. Because he simply didn’t have the foundation necessary to support all the pressure he was under. And so he collapsed under the weight of it.

And that’s not a criticism. I’m just recognizing the fact that he was human, with vulnerabilities and weaknesses. Just like all of us.

Updating this thread:

I also had the impression that Elvis died of a heart attack (with a major factor being drug abuse). But today I came across this article that untreated Traumatic Brain Injury (which we usually talk about at Straight Dope in reference to athletes especially football players) was a major factor.

https://www.practicalpainmanagement.com/pain/other/brain-injury/elvis-presley-head-trauma-autoimmunity-pain-early-death

A true rarity:

Elvis doing a Dylan song.

Constipation is a common cause of heart attacks. People strain using the bathroom and a weak heart can’t take it.

Elvis’ use of opioids and poor diet made him a prime candidate to die this way.

It’s unfortunate he didn’t have a private nurse to get him on a regular bowl program and administer enemas as needed to prevent blockages.

Not nearly as embarrassing as Michael Hutchence. Mike probably tells everyone he fell out of a tree while trying to rescue a kitten.

Sixteen years later, this comment turned out to be quite ironic.

Yes, I was impressed by PunditLisa’s prescience as well.

And…I’m surprised we had the smiley face emoticon in 2001.

Not to goad a zombie thread, but I saw a PBS show that essentially asserted the same thing about the English King Henry VIII- he was relatively normal until he sustained a TBI in a jousting accident that knocked him cold. Afterward, he had a pretty profound personality change.

I found an article:

I had heard somewhere that he was in A-fib at the time, and that his straining to pinch off a loaf caused his lungs to compress his heart in such a way and at such a time as to stop it, causing his death.

Not sure where I saw it, but I also seem to recall reading that a good crap-strain can actually take you out of A-fib, in a good way, because the strain interrupts–rather than stops entirely–the irregular rhythm.

Band name.

(from a banned name)

No it isn’t!

Harvard Medical School has an excellent article on constipation and your heart.

Most of it behind a stinking paywall. But there’s enough visible to see their point.
http://www.health.harvard.edu/heart-disease-overview/constipation-a-connection-to-heart-disease

That’s a 48-yr-old article that suggests a possible “hint” of a connection.

That’s your cite? So you had read that article sometime in the past and recalled that when you made your post?

I can tell you that in a dozen years of working in the ER, I’ve seen exactly zero cases of heart attack caused by taking a shit. Maybe your definition of common is different from mine.

I remember reading health articles like that. I can’t recall for sure if it was Harvard’s article.

That particular one came out several years before Elvis’ death. Harvard is a respected research hospital and they still offer that article in their archives.

Maybe the research changed. I don’t follow it that closely.

It does make sense that a bowel impaction would raise blood pressure. That can’t be a good thing for someone with coronary disease.

I’m not a doctor and can’t say for sure.

Well, I AM a doctor and I can say for sure that bearing down to take a crap lowers your blood pressure. It’s called a valsalva maneuver. It causes people to pass out sometimes.

Well, I’m not a doctor either but I can tell you a story. I was in the A&E at my local hospital with AF, it’s something I get now and then and it usually takes a shot of flecanide to clear it. Anyway, after being in there a couple of hours I really needed to take a leak so they brought me a plastic bottle. Straining to pee in there with the doctor watching snapped me back into normal heartbeat nicely. So in my experience Elvis straining on the toilet would be a good thing for him if he was in AF at the time…