A Geek Funeral
We've recently talked about a geek wedding, and now reader Sam_In_The_Hills writes in with news of his brother's geek funeral. "I've not seen this topic covered here before even though it's one that will concern us all at some time: what to do with our corporeal remains after we've left for that great data bank in the sky. For my recently departed brother (long illness, don't smoke!), I thought this nice SPARCstation would be a cool place to spend eternity. Yes, he's really in there (after cremation). I kept the floppy drive cover but for space reasons removed the floppy drive, hard drive, and most of the power supply. I left behind the motherboard and power switch and plugs to keep all openings covered. The case worked quite well at his memorial party. His friends and family were able to leave their final good-byes on post-notes. Anyone who wanted to keep their words private could just slip their note into the case through the floppy slot. All notes will be sealed in plastic and placed within the case. There has been one complication. His daughters like the look of it so much they aren't now sure if they want to bury him. One more thing: the words on the plaque really do capture one of the last things he ever said. Of course as kids we watched the show in its first run."
If he was a Sun admin, I would wager it wasn't the cigarettes.
Remembered as in life, not as the struggle through the end.
I'm sure your brother appreciates the sentiment.
John
I need my smokes to get through workI get enough shit from that everwhere else.
My smokes pay for the roads, education, utilities...
But I'm worried that cremation has destroyed his chance to be resurrected in body at the Rapture.
He looks like a great family man. Two kids, a wife, a family who obviously loved him. We should all hope to have as much.
Don't you think that a SPARCstation is a bit too material and stuck within the times?
Being a geek isn't necessarily about having one particular thing or another, but rather about having fun and pushing the limits with the intracracies of the latest and greatest.
If it was me, I'd hate to spend eternity in that thing. It may be cool for now, but even as little as five years later, the hardware will be outdated and boring. It's simply not timeless enough. Would personally perfer something like a high-tech crementation at an unusually high temperature so that there's basically no remains or something.
Everybody knows that geeks want to be frozen until the day that they can be made into cyborgs
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Is it wrong that I am now hoping someone around me dies so I can do something similar?
The ultimate case mod: is that the magic smoke I see coming out of your computer?
Qxe4
You're supposed to CREMATE first?? That's why nobody enjoyed my dad's funeral.
but I want a bunch of screaming Klingons at mine.
Rhymes that keep their secrets will unfold behind the clouds.There upon the rainbow is the answer to a neverending story
You could have splurged for a magnesium NeXt box. But on the bright side, good on you for not putting him in an eMachine. Or maybe Packard Bell would have been Packard Hell, a little too literally.
Fascism trolls keeping me up every night. When I starts a preachin', he HITS ME WITH HIS REICH!
but I'm not only a geek. I want to be remembered as more than an obscure, old computer, or a computer lover.
WOW.... this got me teary-eyed at work (not good). I'm normally a hard-ass... but this touched a nerve for some reason. I haven't read/seen a funeral that actually meant something in a LONG time.
He went like so many of the electronic devices we cherish. At the end of the device's life, when the smoke clears, all that's left is a non-functioning box to collect the dust and some damn good memories.
:)
Well done. My sentiments to those left in the away team. Live long and prosper
... which IMHO is about the geekiest funeral there is. (Think "the intent of the pyramids" but with stainless steel dewars and liquid nitrogen condensation fog.)
They can do what they want with the rest of my body once I'm done with it.
And who knows - there's some slight chance they WILL figure out how to download the person from a frozen-head-saved-game into a new model body (or fix the cracks in the brain, implant it in a cloned corpus, and restart it) - and somebody will think it's worthwhile to try it with me. Then it's time travel to the far future.
Bantam Dominique roosters crow a four-note song. Once you've heard it as "Happy BIRTHday" you can't NOT hear it that way
Not everyone can afford to have a proper geek burial
When we die our remains will be nothing more than a snapshot of the atoms we occupied right before we died. Had we lived a year longer, a good proportion of those atoms would have been replaced with new material we drank, ate and breathed in through the year. It is as if living is a type of standing wave through which matter flows.
My point? I wouldn't care what happened to my remains. I was a wave, and all that remains of me are ripples left behind in a shared pool of memories.
RIP....
I am truly sorry for your loss, and I'm glad that you found such a creative way to honor him. I am sure he would be truly pleased.
As to the assholes who posted below me, SHAME ON YOU! You should be respectful to people in such an important time. Seriously, do you feel that a few good laughs is worth this embarrassment? Grow up.
Would that count as a zombie botnet?
*ducks*
RIP
There are several more traditional geek options. You can donate your brain to the Harvard Brain Tissue Resource Center and get their cool "I'm going to Harvard!" card. Plastination is a pretty interesting option as well. There's also the more generic "donate to science" option, which usually means you get to help train the next doctors going through Gross Anatomy. I have to recommend the book "Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers" for more information. It's really a hilarious read and very educational.
What a great use for a good ol' SparcStation! Hmmm.... as long as I don't end up in an HP 9000, I'll be eternally happy.
The first sentence is way too stupid if it's not funny.
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My father actually has it written that he wants bagpipe music and Admiral Kirk's speech about Spock from Wrath Of Khan at his funeral. If we can find a casket that looks like a photon torpedo, so much the better.
I think I should clarify with him whether he wants someone to recite Kirk's speech, or have that video played.
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In 1998/99 this was done for a good friend of mine who died way before his time. Good to see there are some thoughtful people out there still doing it. I think the box they used was a 486 DX or something like that, but the same idea. Brought back some great memories of a friend. Thanks Slashdot.
It's already in my will that way, changed from 'cremate me, mix my ashes with 6 oz of the best weed my estate can score, and smoke me in my fave bar' that I had in it in my 20's. Guess I'm getting old...
Understanding the scope of the problem is the first step on the path to true panic.
You really need to read "Rammer" by Larry Niven.
I have a small-but-nice vintage arcade game collection in my living room, and it occurred to me a few years back that these old upright cabinets would make for a pretty good coffin, especially my beloved Sinistar.
Then genius struck: remove the monitor (and I guess the boards too - let another collector use 'em), slap my lifeless remains in there so my face is right behind the glass, and BOOM, we have the makings of a great open-casket for what will surely be a somber wake.
Extra points for the nerdy friend who manages to get the game's synthesized voice to occasionally cry out BEWARE! I live!.
Dude, you're getting a Dell!
I had to carry 1/6th of my father in law + casket a couple of weeks ago. I suggest you make sure your proposed coffin is either light in weight, or equipped with wheels and power. My back still hurts.
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Last words? Hmmmmmmm....
Lay low and look nifty.
or...
Don't be cruel.
Yeah. An Elvis quote. Just cuz I roll like that.
RS
Shoes for Industry. Shoes for the Dead.
One of the funniest posts ever. Nice job.
Apparently, they have a method where they freeze you with liquid nitrogen and then shatter your body into tiny bits using ultrasound. Then they compost you in about two weeks. That's how I want to be disposed of.
On a more geeky note: I seem to remember a story on here earlier about the $8,000 satellite. You get a frame to attach what you want and they shoot it into a decaying orbit (lasts about two weeks). Why not but your ashes on that? It's cheaper than a coffin.
They are concerned that they will crush it.
Nerd rage is the funniest rage.
But seriously, have the mods gotten more stupid lately?
Quack, quack.
Reminds me of a similar geek funeral.
Albeit for a dog but...
http://www.videogameobsession.com/personal/bo_neogeo/index.htm
I guess a NeoGeo home cartridge is better than a silly urn. More useful than the fatal fury guts that was in there in the first place.
(IF it was RB FF, FF2, FF3, RB FF2 or RB Special, sure, blasphemy. But it's FF*1*)
Non impediti ratione cogitationus.
Not everyone can afford to have a proper geek burial
It's not all that expensive - especially if you sign up young.
For instance: ALCOR: You buy an insurance policy to cover the costs of the actual suspension and storage ($800ish/year for me - will depend on how old you are when you sign up) and pay your dues ($400/yr) and standby fee (your share of keeping the ambulance and such ready) ($120/year). $1400ish a year is not chump change. But it doesn't take a millionaire to do it either.
Bantam Dominique roosters crow a four-note song. Once you've heard it as "Happy BIRTHday" you can't NOT hear it that way
Of course there's a Silicon Heaven! Where would all the calculators go?
Homonyms are fun!
You're driving your car, but they're riding their bikes there.
Does he run Linux?
God invented whiskey so the Irish would not rule the world.
Boy, I hope no one brought along a can of air dusters...
j/k
Sorry if offensive, seems like the poster and possibly his brother had a sense of humor.
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You really need to read "Rammer" by Larry Niven.
Already did, thanks.
AIDS, Hep-C, CJD, etc. put the spikes in Niven's organ-banks dystopia.
Meanwhile, technologies like 3-D rapid prototyping with collagen, growth-factors, tissue-type markers, and pluripotent stem cells make it look like "writing" replacement organs with the donor's own tissue cloned from a small dab of biopsied fat (at a month or two from start to implant-ready) will be ready for prime time within a few years (plus the interminable FDA approval process). It already "just works" starting from a cleaned-out donor collagen scaffold with its ready-made tissue-type-marker distribution and seeded with said adult stem cells.
And the _Children of the State_ memory-RNA transplant was based on the flatworm research which turned out to be flawed. Transplanting the mind looks to be a matter of using nanobots to "read" the cortical-columns and tune up the replacements to match.
So I'm not too worried about waking up in one of Niven's water-monopoly empires. (But even if I do, for somebody who isn't convinced of an afterlife that hasn't been manufactured in a lab it sure beats the alternative. B-) )
Bantam Dominique roosters crow a four-note song. Once you've heard it as "Happy BIRTHday" you can't NOT hear it that way
The company I previously worked for had a contract with Cemeteries Board to do all the AV stuff in the chapels as well as upgrading their webcasting system. I was sent out to backup all the settings before we did the rollout and at one particular Chapel I noticed there was a printout taped to the rack in the AV booth and on that it specified what accoutrements to put out depending on the deceased's faith. So it had stuff like "Christian: Music, Candles" Russian Orthodox "No Music, Candles" and then I noticed that handwritten at the bottom of the list was "Jedi: No Music, No Candles".
I think I found that on the same visit where I nearly ruined a funeral by accidently starting the powerpoint presentation early, but luckily I managed to reset the presentation a few seconds before they brought in the coffin.
Noone. Nothing. Nowhere.
Is that some kind of funeral for a pinhead marketer?
I hate power point and all it's users.
John McAfee 'It was like that time I hired that Bangkok prostitute; to do my taxes, while I fucked my accountant'
Speaking about arcade games TFA is as close as you get to Tron.
Powder his ashes into an ultrafine dust, mix with iron pigment, and print ASCII art with him on acid free paper. Once he's done being printed, anyone who loved or respected him could take a piece of him with them, mount, frame, and proudly display in their respective data centers... could a bit basher ask for any possible better fate?
I found a segment on reincarnation and computers. Consider trying it even if it is a bit tacky.
And then you think that they would bother to revive you.
Archaeologists may well want to revive any human they can find. It probably won't be very expensive.
reverse your aging as well?
Probably not. In fact, I doubt they'd bother resurrecting the bodies at all; more likely, they'd just upload the minds.
Maybe if you were properly dead you'd be in heaven (not that I believe in that). Instead you get to spend the next thousand years being really freaking cold.
Resurrection in Christianity takes place after the end of the universe. It shouldn't make a difference whether you're a popsicle or dust until then.
There's a company called "Eternal Image" that makes a casket where the top mimics the Mark IV Photon Torpedo. You could save a bundle of cash and use a black Thule car top carrier instead.
Outliers at an Episcopalian memorial service. Usable tissues, if any, are organ donated. As for the cremains, send them up in a big red balloon.
http://www.eternalascent.com/
well done! and my condolences
.. but what you did here was really awesome.
Funerals and memorials should be about celebrating a person's life, not mourning a person's death. It appears that you and your brother both had a whimsical sense of humor, and that you were able to harness that and put together a very unique tribute that captured the essence of what he loved in life. I don't know how or when I'm going to go (nor do I want to) but when that time comes, I'd love to think that my family will be as creative and thoughtful as you were here.
We're going down, in a spiral to the ground
My first Sparc was an IPC, with a huge 20" monitor, fantastic. Good way to go I figure. Sorry for your loss, but thanks for sharing.
Pour out a little Bawls in his honor.
Yeah, but seriously. Under what sort of conditions would someone in the future decide to revive some reasonably rich dude from the past (hey, if you can afford cryostorage in this day and age, you're richer than 95% of the world).
I seriously doubt someone will someday say, "Hey, we don't have enough old rich dudes. Let's go resurrect some." Nope. Instead, you are going to be turned into an experiment. If you ever resurrect, it's not gonna be pretty.
Who said Freedom was Fair?
> I'd be more impressed if it went to healthcare.
;)
In the UK, apparently smokers cost the NHS (the UK healthcare system) an extra 5 billion pounds a year. However, the tobacco taxes come up to about 10 billion pounds a year. Simple math there. I believe the math is similar in many other "developed" countries. And if there are countries without much of a subsidized healthcare system but with tobacco taxes - smokers there would be even better "contributors" (and they already pay higher insurance premiums anyway).
I'm a nonsmoker, and if I was in the UK, I'd say let the smokers smoke if they want to. Sure discourage people from smoking tell them of the risks (starting from a young age) etc, but if they want to smoke, let them smoke. Don't ban restaurants/pubs/clubs that allow smoking, just tax them more than those that don't. Maybe even tax apartments and office buildings that allow smoking more than those that don't (get decent economists, statisticians/actuaries to work out reasonable numbers).
I find it rather stupid that Governments keep making worrying noises about aging populations when smokers (and the obese) are helping to solve the problem.
After all, in my country if someone on a pension dies, the spouse just gets half (no payout if no spouse). So if those people die earlier after they stop working they save a lot of money. In contrast if they live till 80+ then get dementia/some other cancer and need to be kept in a nursing home/hospital till they finally keel over at 90, they're costing quite a lot more.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying everyone should smoke or everyone should die earlier. But if people insist on sacrificing their lives for their country why make such a big fuss about some second hand smoke?
Sure if you're a nonsmoker and sat next to a puffing smoker all day your odds of dying go up. But with my tax suggestion there are more likely to be places - pubs, restaurants, malls, apartments, companies where smoking isn't allowed, and so you can go there if you want.
Heck, with some of the savings, the gov could present the families of the top contributing smokers a "Black Lung" award just like the "Purple Heart"... Of course that'll be rather politically incorrect.
Where do I want to spend eternity? Well, here on Earth, of course, but failing that, I want my children to cremate me, share the ashes and stuff them under a tree or similar of their choice in their garden. That way they don't stupidly waste money on a block of granite in a cemetery, and hopefully I will be some benefit, albeit in a rather small way.
Slashdot just outdid itself.
The secret source of humor is not joy but sorrow; there is no humor in Heaven. -- Mark Twain
"As to the assholes who posted below me, SHAME ON YOU! You should be respectful to people in such an important time"
Get over yourself. Anyone who really wants to respect a dead family member wouldn't splat the story over a website known for its rather ribald viewpoints.
you insensitive clods!
I also have an IPX and a Classic. I love those lunchbox cases.
"...and the antelope eat the grass. So we all connected in the great circle of life..."
Now I have to get Disney songs out of my head...
Our culture doesn't get smarter, it just finds new ways of being retarded.
Why would they need to share your ashes? That's just bizarre. Dump your body into a soylent green vat and be done with it.
“Common sense is not so common.” — Voltaire
I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser gate. All those moments will be lost in time... like tears in rain... Time to die.
Just like Benny. Benny... Benny the dog.
Ellie! Ellie! LE!
Has netcraft confirmed he's dead?
I want my body dumped at the body farm, where it's rotting will be observed. It would be even cooler if pictures were taken at various stages and then posted n Rotten.com. If they then need to 'put my remains to rest' they should be cremated and pulverized and then dumped into Lake Erie (the broken piers at Edge Water in cleveland).
:(
I've not been able to find any information on how to donate one's body to the body farm tho.
Float my body on a wooden raft into a lake. Then have archers shoot flaming arrows at me. As my body burns into the night, everyone on shore drinks and parties until sunrise. LAN parties are included. My will pays for the open bar, hotel rooms. Everyone is required to get laid.
"It doesn't take a rocket scientist" -I guess I should leave then
I completely agree with your sentiment. Funerals and burials are for those left behind, not the deceased.
I specifically told my wife that she can do whatever she wants with my remains, assuming I kick the bucket first. Cremated, buried, stuffed on the mantel, whatever makes her happy (or less sad).
With the first link, the chain is forged.
I'm sorry for your loss. That's an awesome way to be remembered.
I'll hoist one to your brother this weekend.
"A feast for fire and a feast for water; a feast for life, and a greater feast for death!"
--AL II:41
"Run, coward!" would be good too. Like a zombie early warning detection system.
Potato chips are a by-yourself food.
parts should be burned and sent to your creditors.
Its what I want to do. I'll have a checkbook burned too so if they call to collect a debt just tell them I'm in their lobby and ready to write a check.
Funny and insightful at the same time
Yes, it's extremely unlikely that there will be no frost damage. Modern science only now starts to venture timidly into the realm of freezing small organs that are much simpler than the brain, thawing and transplanting them.
http://www.landesbioscience.com/curie/chapter/4347/
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/health/article-1038859/How-deep-frozen-organs-spell-end-transplant-waiting-lists.html
There's much more money at stake in the field of preserving organs for transplantation than in the field of freezing a few nut jobs with way too much money on their hands and an over-inflated ego. I were a scientists in the year 2300, I would think twice before spending the effort to revive someone foolish enough to have themselves frozen with early 21st-century technology, and to believe that the company that did so would be *that* far ahead of mainstream science.
This is about in line with what I want, but have always felt a bit silly asking for. Put me in the soil and grow a tree there. I'd much rather that than a gravestone.
"The dew has clearly fallen with a particularly sickening thud this morning"
A private company buys a couple of kilos on commercial launches every couple of years. They send up private citizen ashes. Some celebrities have gone too.
would be very sad indeed.
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I want nothing left of my corpse.
My father died from cancer just this past weekend. He was once a strong, robust and healthy man, over 6 feet tall, 175 lbs and all of it was muscle. I held his right arm as he took his last breath. There wasn't much left of his body, only a skin covered skeleton, and even his bone marrow was filled with tumors at the end.
Cancer is a horrible way to go, and now after watching my father die I think it's probably even worse than burning to death. When you die like my father did, none of your body parts are useful. Not even the bones, because opportunistic infections are all over the body and the bones might present an infection hazard to your biology or medical classroom students.
While spending the final two weeks with him in the Hospice, I learned something that I did not know about Hospice... after the patient dies, they strip his room to the bare floor and drywalls and completely refurbish it for the next patient. I asked them if they were just simply remodeling and they said no, they have to do it this way now as a means of standard infection control protocol after each patient dies. It must be incredibly expensive. If you ever think about donating to your local Hospice, stop thinking and just do it. Ours operates mostly from donations and volunteers.
I was going to ask my wife to push me off to sea in a flaming viking boat for my funeral, but this seems both more practical, and surprisingly touching.
Thank you for sharing this with us. I'm sorry for your loss, I bet he was a great guy.
There's a company that will load your ashes into shotgun shells, ostensibly so your buddies can "spread" your ashes over your favorite hunting ground. I was thinking of using my ashes as shot buffer in #000 buckshot and kept in the home defense shotgun. Just doing my last little part to help defend the family.
"As God is my witness, I thought turkeys could fly." A. Carlson
Here lie my remaining bits -- all nicely reformatted. 00000000000000000000000000000000000000000...
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- Donate body to science
- Cremation and mixed with Iron to make a steel structure (preferably something linked to my life mission)
- Cremation and remains sent to space (or the Moon or Mars)
I'm cheap and idealistic, so I'll leaning most toward the first, but the other 2 do appeal to my inner geek, in all cases I'd still remain an organ donor.
If money doesn't buy happiness why do we care so much?
Money won't buy happiness, but lack of it will certainly buy misery.
From a mcgrew journal:
Free Martian Whores!
I seriously doubt someone will someday say, "Hey, we don't have enough old rich dudes. Let's go resurrect some." Nope. Instead, you are going to be turned into an experiment. If you ever resurrect, it's not gonna be pretty.
Given WHO some of the "old (not usually very) rich dude"s are - many being historical figures in the technological revolution or participants in other activities that ended up looking historically significant - there's a good chance some would be reanimated just to ask them questions. Then they are their own support group and, should any be sufficiently successful, they might well chip in for the reanimation of others. (I hear some are making little teaser biography plaques.)
(And no I won't admit online who I am mundanely, or why someone might possibly be that interested in talking to me. Whats the point of a pseudonym if you broadcast your identity all the time? B-) )
However the hope is that the community that has formed around cryonics will have living members still interested in reanimating the suspended if/when it becomes practical. And that others still living will want to do it - in the hope that if THEY should need such service in the future others would similarly be interested.
Remember that, absent a crash of civilization (which would also likely disable the refrigeration and make it moot), the future in question is likely to arrive within the (unsuspended) lifetimes of many of those now living and participating on Slashdot. Say 30 years at the outside.
Bantam Dominique roosters crow a four-note song. Once you've heard it as "Happy BIRTHday" you can't NOT hear it that way
I'm sorry for your loss. I'm sure he's looking down from somewhere and giving you the thumbs up for following his wishes.
Donate my organs. Leave my brain to science. But I want skeleton properly preserved and mounted ala a proper medical skeleton model. That way I can be rolled out for christmas, halloween, birthdays, and so forth (with appropriate dress, of course... you know, santa hat, werewolf mask, etc). And, as an added bonus, I can be used as an educational tool!
Besides, I worked hard to ruin this skeleton with sugary, caffeinated beverages and a lack of proper exercise... why not keep it around for posterity?
Maybe they could scan your neural synapses and re-create your brain in software then upload to a virtual world in which you have to mine gold in it and pay the gold farmers until you can earn a physical body with a decent cyberbrain.
Carter: "Cortically scanned and stored." Which means there's a version of your personality, as of the day you were scanned, on tape at the temple. And the day you die, when your mortal remains go into recycling, that cortically scanned file is opened and displayed... am I right?
Carter: Your relatives can come and have conversations with you... eeyuh.
Bryce: Now that's where we start to run into some problems, Edison. You need billions of bits [sic] of memory, the kind we have here at Network 23, in order to duplicate just one personality.
Carter: So... talking to your dead relative is like talking to... Teddy Ruxpin.
Bryce: Yes.
Carter: The Vu-Age Church will transfer that cortical scan onto a new and perfect body, thus making you... rise from the dead. What about that?
Bryce: Well, I never use the word "impossible", Edison.
Carter: Yeah, I've noticed that.
Bryce: It might be possible to transfer a very complex cortical scan... something on the order of Max Headroom?... ...to a body... ...but, uh, given the little crummy, little scans that the Vu-Age Church makes, you'd end up with an idiot version of yourself that doesn't even possess all your memories.
Max: [background] Max!
Bryce:
Carter: Don't... even... think it.
Bryce:
Carter: People are paying their life savings for it.
Bryce: Well, some people'll give their life savings to anyone on TV who asks for it... won't they?
Carter: [laughs] Yeah.
Humphrey Marks: Yes... it's wonderful, isn't it?
Oh, say does that Star-Spangled Banner entwine / The myrtle of Venus with Bacchus's vine?
I read that as "...slap my wireless remains in there..." and I thought to myself: "self, wouldn't it be cool if you could put a wireless router transmitter antenna in an urn full of ashes, so you can truly become the man in the middle?"
Change is inevitable, except from a vending machine -- Robert C. Gallagher
Ghost in the machine?
There's a company that will load your ashes into shotgun shells,
Or if one of your sympathetic buddies reloads his own shotgun shells he can do that by mixing in your ashes from an ordinary cremation.
Bantam Dominique roosters crow a four-note song. Once you've heard it as "Happy BIRTHday" you can't NOT hear it that way
There's no need to strip a room down like that... the cancer isn't going to "infect" the drywall. ;-)
It's not the cancer they're worried about. It's the opportunistic infectious diseases many dying cancer patients bring with them into the Hospice facility, such as MRSA, TB, Hep B & C and even the common diarrhea-causing viruses like Norovirus and Rotavirus.
If you're really a hospice admin like you said, you'd already know these things and have an accelerated CID program in place at your facility, unless you've been living the past 2 years with your head buried in the sand.
Hahahaha.. great one.
However I pictured someone dropiing a quarter into it, the light coming on and they see your dead face pressed up against the glass like some child looking into a candy store.
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That is a vulgar lie spread to make lazy people feel better.
100 years ago obesity was not a problem, because people were doing jobs that required to use the calories they were eating (or they needed to eat so much because they needed it for the hard work they were doing, whatever way you prefer).
Lack of exercise is the one of the greatest scourges of our modern lifestyle, not our different metabolisms....
IANAL but write like a drunk one.
Can you use Google?
IANAL but write like a drunk one.
For those of you who want tasteful black for your geek funeral urn, I have several NextStation slabs that I got some years ago from the CIA. (No disk, sorry.)
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