Up in smoke

Cremation is just cheaper. That's all it is. Very very few people give a shit what happens to their bodies after death.
 
Four decades ago, less than 5 percent of Americans were cremated. Now that figure stands at nearly 50 percent.

We are seeing a fundamental shift in how we approach death and what comes after. Compared to just a few decades ago, vastly more Americans are foregoing the old-fashioned burial and turning to the alternative of cremation.



♪ Bury me not on the ol' prayereeeee...♪


not only that, there are a glut of corpses being donated to science. i looked into it, since i hate to spend money on anything i'm not going to look fabulous in. in my area they've stopped accepting and the two nearest large cities are the same. i've been considering the recycling bin.
 
not only that, there are a glut of corpses being donated to science. i looked into it, since i hate to spend money on anything i'm not going to look fabulous in. in my area they've stopped accepting and the two nearest large cities are the same. i've been considering the recycling bin.

I looked into it too cuz I figured maybe I could get a few bucks out of this thing but nope, not like it used to be.
 
Cremate me and scatter my ashes in the Caribbean. Kthanksbye.

Never got the scatter my ashes thing. I mean I get it but then I don't. They're ashes, they don't give a shit if you scatter them in the Caribbean or flush them down a toilet.
 
Never got the scatter my ashes thing. I mean I get it but then I don't. They're ashes, they don't give a shit if you scatter them in the Caribbean or flush them down a toilet.

The ritual and ceremony is for the people you leave behind. For them to mourn, honor, remember... together.

We scattered my aunts ashes at the beach, we saw dolphins that day. Now I think of her every time, visit “her” there... that sort of thing.
 
The ritual and ceremony is for the people you leave behind. For them to mourn, honor, remember... together.

We scattered my aunts ashes at the beach, we saw dolphins that day. Now I think of her every time, visit “her” there... that sort of thing.

Then why does the dead person get to choose? Shouldn't the living ones do that? Maybe they don't like fucking dolphins or the ocean. Maybe the living ones are terrified of the ocean cuz they saw Jaws when they were 7 years old and never got over it.
 
And just after I finished typing that, Motley Crue's 'If I Die Tomorrow' comes on my play list.
 
Then why does the dead person get to choose? Shouldn't the living ones do that? Maybe they don't like fucking dolphins or the ocean. Maybe the living ones are terrified of the ocean cuz they saw Jaws when they were 7 years old and never got over it.

In that case I suppose the dead person never knows. But all the dead people I know had families who found some comfort in trying to honor the wishes of the deceased.
 
Cemetaries are for the living.

Pretty much everything after death is for the living. Including sky high funeral bills, cost of travel to bury someone you probably didn't like anyway, a whole day hanging out with sad people.
 
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