Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Deathcare Reform

So I was just thinking about how as our society advances in wealth and especially technology, society at-large benefits so much that common folk and their rich compassionate compatriots (rich people who want a building named after them when they die) begin to feel this universal sense of entitlement. Four hundred years ago, no one had access to Kitty Kat scans, but somehow today it is becoming a natural right. Interesting right? The libs think man is born with the right to the best science other people's money can buy and republican's think poor people should have thought of that before getting inoperable brain tumors. But this blog isn't about those sob (and SOB) stories right now: they are about different sob stories. [Dems = sobs. Repubs = SOBs].

Anyway, but I was just wondering what people would be lobbying for in another 30 years, once healthcare is galaxywide and everyone can marry whomever they please and we live in a world free from borders (because they will have been long abandoned in place of cat scan screenings at the airport). There is always something to champion for. I imagine one day in a hundred years, people will be fighting over cheap public teleportation for all and which bill to put Obama on (the tenny of course and 43 dollar bill).

But what about deathcare? I am sure you have heard stories about people who have lost loved ones, only to find they can't afford a decent burial. How many poor widows have had to toss their husbands into a ditch merely because they can't afford life insurance (double speak for death insurance)? If we had a dollar for every uncle who was chopped up by a weed eater and sprinkled as fertilizer across a yellow patch on the lawn or sweet old granny cremated in the oven alongside a crisp apple turnover or every baby chopped up in the garbage disposal like a common goldfish. Well we would have a whole mess of cash that could be used for a public funeral option.

Death could happen to any of us. You could be dead right now. I could be dead. We could all be dead. And then who would be left? Bill collector's (dastards) and greedy morticians (are there any other kind?). If you think about it, is there any other business besides undertaking that profits solely when their customers' deaths (they aren't called under-givers for a reason)? Funeral "homes" are worse than Big Tobacco. Mortuaries? More like Big Coffin. Tell me, when your loved ones die off one at a time in your arms, who's gonna pay the boatman?

I think it is time for deathcare reform now. For our children's widow's sake.


P.S. I asked Rachel if she got the "point" of this blog. She said "yeah, you are gonna throw me in a ditch when I die and burn your clothes so it doesn't look like you killed me [so I won't be sent to prison on false murder charges just for saving a few bucks on funeral expenses]."

4 comments:

  1. Bah. My comment didn't show up. So here it is again.

    I'm sure you'll find the nicest ditch possible for me. Maybe with a few dandelions growing in it.

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  2. Um...when you write things, I see them in my head. Please bear that in mind next time you talk about babies dying and grandmothers baking. Just awful.

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  3. I'm with Camilla on that one. and it's good to see your dedication to Rachel. none of that nasty dirty ditch stuff for her! nope, she gets a ditch with dandelions. maybe even Morning Glory if she's lucky

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  4. Commissar Kristina deserves a ditch fit for a Czar. Cammilla can be baked like a witch with a delicious streudle.

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