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Saturday, September 13, 2008

Death is no laughing matter!

"There is continuous debates in the world of religion, philosophy, and politics about when human life begins. The various perspectives on that topic even affect many Americans’ decisions in the election of the President of the United States of America.

There has also been debate about death, even to the point that answers have been sought in the courts of the United States as to when a person may be declared dead. Death is a serious topic that almost everyone avoids as a topic conversation."

The above is an excerpt from a Roland's Rambling posting. You may read the entire Life and Death entry over here. Click it; go ahead; I know you're dying to.

Some people use humor in their feeble attempts to deal with the very serious topic of death. But, I am of the opinion that death is no laughing matter. Apparently, other people think differently. Some have such a sick sense of humor that I find it repulsive to the core. My thoughts in that regard include a sickening profanic obscene schtik from a now-deceased comedian who some people admired for some unfathomable reason.

View that so-called comedy routine on this embedded YouTube spot and tell me what you think. I think it is CRAP ladened with totally unnecessary profanities and has a total disregard for the sanctity of life.

1 comment:

Tim Higgins said...


I just stumbled across a related subject in my own esoteric researches, regarding two expressions.

Back when people were being planted in cemeteries without the benefit of preservatives, a string was often run down into the coffin and attached to a bell above. If for some reason you discovered yourself in such straits, you could seek release by ringing that bell. Hence the expression: "Saved by the bell." The expression was only later used in boxing.

Of course, such a device would do you no good if no one was there to hear it, and therefore caretakers were hired to monitor these protective devices the night after the burial. This led to the expression: "Working the Graveyard Shift".

And so, my position as a fountain of useless information is at least temporarily preserved.