Don’t know what’s up with Matthew and the speculative real estate business, seems like a misadventure on his part. As for Mark, Luke and John well I heard that they are working on a trump the Donald event coming up in November. That whole apocalypse thing was a little over the top and it’s time to set things straight.
Astrophysicist Neil deGrasse Tyson says he’d like to be buried where his nutrients are returned to the soil.
What’s your plan for your remains?
People are weirded out enough about their body excretions – what to do with the chunk of protoplasm left when you draw your last breath. There are a lot of organisms keen to get to work.
I passed through Mountain View Cemetery the other day and found myself angered by this use of prime real estate. I like in memorium benches, not tombstones. What will Donald Drumpf do – have a giant gilded T? Rotating? World-class. Have the New Yorkers pay for it.
Ash presupposes incineration. Where’s the ecology in that – the carbon sequestration.
Same goes for making maple syrup – that burns huge amounts of wood. Use molasses instead.
Hindus are big on burning. Families negotiate at the ghats for enough wood, to the last minute, to ensure thorough combustion. Ideally the head blasts apart sending atman into the cosmos. If the head doesn’t blow it’s the son’s responsibility to whack it.
Often, families don’t have enough rupees, so partially burned bodies are tossed into the Ganges where they are finished off by turtles bred for that purpose – so says Wikipedia. I once read of a Danish girl swimming in the river and being startled by a floating arm. Copenhagen is the happy place – Varanasi – well, I enjoy swimming, but you wouldn’t find me in that holy water.
Garbage dumps, golf courses, and graveyards – they say a lot about society.
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Don’t know what’s up with Matthew and the speculative real estate business, seems like a misadventure on his part. As for Mark, Luke and John well I heard that they are working on a trump the Donald event coming up in November. That whole apocalypse thing was a little over the top and it’s time to set things straight.
Really? For Ocean View this seems a bargain. Lovely landscaping; high density neighbourhood, but walkable and quiet and mostly well behaved residents.
An Ocean View, too!
Mr. Kluckner,
I wonder if you’d care to cast your architectural eye on 657 E 10th – built in 1905. Reminds me of Lunenburg.
I will, the next time I pedal by.
Astrophysicist Neil deGrasse Tyson says he’d like to be buried where his nutrients are returned to the soil.
What’s your plan for your remains?
People are weirded out enough about their body excretions – what to do with the chunk of protoplasm left when you draw your last breath. There are a lot of organisms keen to get to work.
I passed through Mountain View Cemetery the other day and found myself angered by this use of prime real estate. I like in memorium benches, not tombstones. What will Donald Drumpf do – have a giant gilded T? Rotating? World-class. Have the New Yorkers pay for it.
I intend to fertilize a raspberry bush. They like ash.
He crept into the crypt, and crapt …
Ash presupposes incineration. Where’s the ecology in that – the carbon sequestration.
Same goes for making maple syrup – that burns huge amounts of wood. Use molasses instead.
Hindus are big on burning. Families negotiate at the ghats for enough wood, to the last minute, to ensure thorough combustion. Ideally the head blasts apart sending atman into the cosmos. If the head doesn’t blow it’s the son’s responsibility to whack it.
Often, families don’t have enough rupees, so partially burned bodies are tossed into the Ganges where they are finished off by turtles bred for that purpose – so says Wikipedia. I once read of a Danish girl swimming in the river and being startled by a floating arm. Copenhagen is the happy place – Varanasi – well, I enjoy swimming, but you wouldn’t find me in that holy water.
Garbage dumps, golf courses, and graveyards – they say a lot about society.