"At least 44 private pilots in the U.S. have committed suicide in the past 30 years by deliberately crashing their small airplanes, sometimes in dramatic fashion, federal crash reports show." - Thomas Frank, "Dozens of amateur pilots used airplanes for suicide," USA Today, March 30, 2015. Here is the article.
Those of us who are theatrical by nature sensed that Germanwings co-pilot, Andreas Lubitz, derived tremendous satisfaction from staging his suicide as gigantic jet crash. He knew how to do that and he did it.
Likewise, here in America, those who had down the fundamentals of flying often also went out in a spectacular fashion. One example, notes USA Today, had been a citizen enraged at the IRS. He piloted his Piper Cherokee into a branch office in Austin.
It's been said how humans check out reveal plenty about who they are at the time they do the deed. For example, those who ingest poison, a painful way to go, might be full of self-hate. So might those who hang themselves.
Using a gun, however, might indicate an efficient get-the-job-done attitude. A man working in compliance at an insurance company in our New England 12-step program, facing legal action against him for his third DUI, spent the afternoon helping his sponsor with yard work. Then on the way to his own house, which he anticipated losing, he stopped the car. He blew out his brains. He was always known for being all-business.
Then there are those who fail in their suicide attempt. That too can say plenty about them. A bipolar professional in communications who had earned a graduate management degree from Yale jumped off a cliff. He landed in a way that injured his brain. Some who know him say he wasn't all that together even before that disability. Around New England liberal circles he sort of developed into a public nuisance.
On the Eastern European side of my family, the suicides were all passive. They ranged from walking home drunk, being attacked and dying from the injuries to not taking blood-pressure medication and leaving the pill bottle which hadn't been refilled several feet from the bed. There were also the cancers which weren't treated until they couldn't be treated. From the get-go, what these patterns told me were: You are from a tribe of screw-ups. It's up to you to leave the reservation.
Perhaps all suicides, no matter how they happen, can be summed up as homicides. Unconsciously or consciously, they are configured to destroy others.