That is, or more properly WAS, John Chau. The self-styled christian "missionary" met his end this past week on North Sentinel Island, in the Bay of Bengal off India. The selfish bitch was trying to "convert" the Sentinelese when he met his doom. No, not an accident. Not even an act of his so-called "god" (which failed to protect him, by the way).
He was killed by the people who live on the island, and have done so for the past 55 thousand years. The Sentinelese are supposedly the direct descendents of the original people who started migrating out of Africa. They want to be left alone and uncontacted. The Indian government has declared their island restricted, off limits, a no-go zone, or whatever you wanna call it.
Not that there hasn't been contact in the past. A sailing ship in the 1800's was supposedly the first, and were greeted with outright hostility and aggression. A few years back, 2 fishermen accidentally drifted close, and both were killed. The only "friendly" contact, insomuch as they didn't attack intruders, was in 1991.
Chau made the conscious decision to go. They fired arrows at him the first time he tried to land. The 2nd time, they broke his kayak and killed him. Good for them.
I just hope the stupid dingle-berry didn't have something like flu or measles. Having lived in isolation for thousands of years, they're not immune, and the tribe (said to number anywhere from 40 to 500) could be wiped out.
'Nuff said.