December 12, 2008
Death is entertaining
I just watched someone die on TV a few days ago. Normally, it would've passed like another scene in a movie, another shrug of the shoulder, but this time i analyzed the situation from a different perspective.
We revel in death. We are intrigued by what we don't understand (much like the deep ocean and space). We have funerals and cemetaries but how can we ever fully grasp the idea of death until we go through it ourselves? By that time I would assume its too late to ponder much about anything. The whole life-flashing-before-your-eyes happens and then the lights go out.
We love to entertain the thought of death so we perform it on stage and in movies for all to experience. We love to feel death, we love to watch the grotesque facets of death. We admire how it glistens, how the vertices protrude. If an action-packed movie or TV show doesn't show death, it may just be a boring channel we flip out of. We have become so used to seeing death yet we know nothing of the feelings associated with it. When people close to us die, we then realize how precious life is. Why don't we appreciate life whenever we see a death on TV? Maybe because we see too much of it we become accustomed to watching death, never actually experiencing the emotions ourselves. It is sad that we enjoy the entertainment of death but forget the sacredness of it.
I say death is always sacred, just as is life. Death is always with us and we will realize how apparent it is in our lives as we grow older. As for now, a death here and there will be brushed off our shoulders as we tend not to dwell in it but instead we try to 'move on.'
Death is a life long race and its only a matter of time before we trip on one of the hurdles. Its true what Benjamin Franklin said,
"In this world, nothing is certain but death and taxes"
-12FV
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3 comments:
I agree.. I'm pretty desensitized myself. It's scary what emotions television can deprive from you after being exposed to it so much.
It definitely kills it, aha!
Happy Twelves Day.
You'll have to write my eulogy, then.
its intresting how in our amerian culture, images of death r rampant, but never in the mainstay of society. we ee images to ponder the concept, to taske control of it and to belittle it. but as u said, death is a part of life, though maybe the part least desired.
we're never made to accept or understand death. maybe the commodification n desensitization of those images empower us, bur that don't. it's merely a mask in what we fear n not understand.
you'll also have to write my eulogy, haha.
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