Saturday, March 11, 2017

My First Dead Body

So, I saw a dead body the other day.  On the highway, directly under an overpass. (Well, OK first I swore for about 45 minutes about the traffic getting to Norwalk, and then I saw a dead body and realized I should shut up about something as small as traffic.)  The body was lying in the road, covered by a sheet, and surrounded by a ring of police cars and officers looking solemn, facing out, heads bowed, not joking or even interacting. The thing about seeing a dead body is, it shakes you up.  It makes you realize how fragile these meat suits really are.

It also made me think about how we treat the dead. Now I don't know anything about what led that poor, sad, sick, person to throw herself off the overpass (which, not for nothing has had at least 4 other people commit or attempt suicide there since 1998, maybe you want to think about putting up a FENCE, Connecticut??????), but my guess is that the police officers and the people driving by the scene both were treating that body with more care and reverence than they ever would have while there was a live human (female, Hispanic, 20-40, hairbands on her wrist, one blue, one green, as of yet unidentified) in it.

Imagine a world where we treat people like we treat the dead. Where all of us humans treat other humans with reverence and care.  What would it look like?  No one would be hungry, to start.  No one would lack for a winter coat.  Sick people would be taken care of.  We wouldn't shoot or harm each other.  Just think about it for a moment.  And maybe wonder, like I did, why?  Why do we act like remains are sacred, but not people? And what do we do to change?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I'm sorry you saw that. Sadly we all are too busy. Too busy rushing to work, do chores,catch up, clean, fund time to make fun time. We are so overstressed and busy we forget to live... like really live at times! Nobody takes the extra time to make new friends... to enjoy the simple things. We are an overindulged society. Life needs to be slower and simplified. Some days it's humbling. It's hard to live and keep up in this World. I hope she's at peace. I wish people would all treat each other much kinder, think about their feelings, needs and wants. Stop looking at hair, makeup, clothing and just live. I've been known to run to the store in horsie dirty jeans, riding boots and a ponytail. Yes I'm in my 40's, no I don't care. People have asked me if I'm sick? LoL. I'm like no, just training horses bust day. Of I was dressed normally and not all frassled they would have paid me a,compliment.... yet for me dirty horse chick... is the epitome of when I'm the MOST alive. Luv u and miss you my Beatles Sat am sis forever.