Queue on 26/6/2009 at 13:20
My very first experience with death happened when I was seven, when my Grandfather (who had promised to take me out for ice-cream that afternoon) rolled off the roof of his house while fixing the antenna (big Tigers baseball fan and the reception sucked) and did a header into the concrete, all while I watched anxiously through the window for Grandpa to finish the job he was doing--so we could watch the game and go out for ice cream.
Now this horrible experience was made all the more worse by the pomp and circumstance of the funeral, with the pastor dispelling utter doom and gloom and promises of salvation. What about Grandpa? Weren't we going to remember the good stuff about him and his life? How he served in WWI? Was part of the Sit Down Strike in Flint? Worked on Kennedy's campaign? Anything remotely humanizing about the corpse instead of getting a sermon about how awful we were?
Phooey.
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My first near experience with death was when my son almost died, my wife and I holding his hand, powerless and unable to ease the incredible pain he was in, as his life ebbed away. Even though I'm a professed atheist, I prayed to God like a son-of-a-bitch that day.
Luckily, I didn't have to learn how to deal with that.
fett on 26/6/2009 at 13:22
Quote Posted by DDL
As soon as you assume the mantle of 'celebrity' you become (by and large) fair game for mockery.
Yeah - I mean, it's his own fault he became the most famous singer in the world at age 5. What was he thinking? Didn't he know what would happen? :rolleyes:
Rogue Keeper on 26/6/2009 at 13:27
Fighting in a world war is definitely more cheery than some boring speeches about utter doom and gloom. :thumb:
Paz on 26/6/2009 at 16:10
goodbye england's nose
Beauty-Man on 26/6/2009 at 16:29
...it's actually quite hard to tell what makes me cry. The departing of a man whom gave me every reason to do my passion of music..or the vile ignorance of some of you when it comes to a mans death. But I don't wish death upon nobody, however, I do wish for karma to have mighty punch.
There wasn't a soul in my family who didn't like him. To where when I was little I thought he was apart of my family. . .
Rest In Paradise..I bet he moonwalked right into Gods hands and smiled...
DDL on 26/6/2009 at 16:44
Quote Posted by Beauty-Man
..or the vile ignorance
Vile
ignorance? I'm sorry, what?
Hilarious irreverence, sure, but ignorance? Ignorance of WHAT, exactly?
