When I got off the train I resumed my Dylan song. It was "It's All Right Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)" - a great song to listen to after a random public transit rant....
Heh. This morning I just got some jackass next to me on the bus wearing earbuds that were so loud I could hear them through *my* earbuds. Now, granted, I was listening to John Mayer, who isn't exactly known for his hi-fi, but when my battery died (oh replacement, please come today) I had to listen to this petite brunette blast out Rob Zombie tinnily and overly loud. No wonder the RNIDP wants to restrict mp3 player volumes. Declasse *and* dangerous.
I am ecstatic that it's Friday, and I get to go home in two hours! Yay!
New in-town TJ's? Woot!
Now to see if the Metro goes there.
If only they would put one on the Hill. Instead, we're getting a Harris Teeter...which may or may not be better than the newly (and expensively) renovated and yet still remarkably crappy Safeway.
As far as I can tell, under normal circumstance only the legal system has the right to override the next of kin's insistence that the corpse remain buried. So how did this person get their hands on my mother's corpse?
Plenty of people may have access to a corpse between the time of death and final disposition: orderlies, morgue employees, funeral parlor/creamtory/cemetary employees.
Has your contention changed from having no issue with someone eating a corpse or using it for sex, changed into, "If people with some sort of legal right to disposition on a corpse use it for sex acts or food, I have no issue with it"?
You've appealed to my emotional response. What I think is more important is my logical response. I don't see why I should care.
Well Mr. Spock, other than the public health matters involved with the handling of a corpse, and the legal right to final disposition, issues surrounding the corpse (and other possessions of only sentimental value) are almost completely emotional. Will the family donate organs; cremate; embalm and bury; not embalm but bury; have a service; have a public service or a private one; do they want flowers; what dress should she be cremated/buried in; closed casket; open casket; rings on or off; one long visitation or two or three shorter ones.
A random corpse may only amount to so much meat to those of us who didn't care about the deceased, but it may well be more important than a rump roast to people who knew the living person who occupied the shell. Given it is largely an emotional matter, to ignore the emotional component is illogical.
Plenty of people already eat things I think are nasty and perform sex acts that make me wince and look away. I'm not about to start outlawing them because I think they are gross. I'd only want to outlaw them if I thought they were wrong.
Is causing emotional damage to other survivors wrong? If the cannibalism or necrophilia ran counter to the wishes of the deceased, would you then think it was wrong enough to take issue?
The latest Project Runway evictee talks... [link] ... like a total crazy person who forms ideas and sentences by grabbing words out of the air and gluing them together.
::cries and cries::
Shut up, you know I have taste. Sometimes a girl just likes a little white bread in the mornings.
Your assertion that I've changed my point is a straw man. Let me try a simpler analogy. I support the legality of gay sex. This does not mean I support *every* instance of gay sex. Do you? Does it weaken my initial point to not support same-sex rape?
Cindy, I'm leery of legislating to keep people's spirits up. There are plenty of legal ways to desecrate my mother's memory, hurt me deeply, and disgust me to the core. Where should the lawmakers start?
Wonderland bread?
Pfft whatever. My Steve Earle, Townes van Zandt, Dylan and Regina Spektor show I rock with the big guns.
Tom, I saw that this morning; I don't know that it's conclusive, but it is pretty interesting, especially seeing as I didn't know about it until I saw the link on MeFi. Either way, it's a clever string of marketing. It reminds me of the plot of a book I read in April, where these random film clips were being leaked anonymously onto the internet, and an entire messageboard subculture arose to discuss the clips and in what order they were and who made them...I almost think the focus on the community that is created around this media, or these various types of media, is more interesting than the media itself.
