Oh well, she died doing the thing she loved most, must have been a helluvaway to go.

If i would need to pick one way to go then that would be free falling from 100.000 feet. Gives you a great view and people will say 'boy, did he go out with a bang'.

And well, could she have complained having a bad life? A whole lot more people die in a lot worse conditions, i feel sorry for her family, never fun losing someone you love, but it happends and its a risk you take, the same one as walking out of the door every morning.

just all my oppinion though, i think quite easy about life and death, i think the humans made it way too complicated for what it really is, a natural life cycle.

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I hear ya... nothing wrong with the risk-taking life, it's just that she never said, and I don't think any aerobatic competitor has ever said it would be neat or exciting or even appropriate to die while performing. I've heard some of the greats (who are, remarkably, still alive and well) say the opposite. It's part of the culture of safety, staying focused on staying alive rather than flirting with death.
These accidents don't do much for the image, although it doesn't seem to hurt ticket sales. I'm reminded of the scene in The Great Waldo Pepper when the pilot is stuck in the burning wreckage and all the yokels gather around and just watch, nobody liftng a finger. The right attitude is to defy that sort of ghoulishness; an aerobatic display should appear to be more bold and risky than it really is. It shouldn't be like russian roulette.

And going "splat" from 100,000 feet is one thing; being poured into an ambulance while you're still smoking (and alive!!) is something nobody would enjoy, nor would I wish it on anybody.
  A lunatic might want that, but once he felt the pain he'd change his tune quick. Problem with low-level air mishaps is that it's not always quick and neat...there's often much suffering involved.
I guess, for me, it's a "quality of death" thing, not so much the thought of dying.

And I have to give "props" to her son for keeping his cool on-mic when it happened... it's one thing to be philosophical about the dangerous occupation of a loved one, and quite another to watch your own mother die horribly right in front of you. Not that I'd blame him if he lost it.

Culpeper has claimed its share of lives. There was a crash there in 1980, when I was a young buck working groundcrew for an aerial applicator. I never learned what caused it...