Like the flies...

Dying they are. Like the flies. If I were not the sensitive and caring person I am, I would be too busy laughing my butt off to be even typing this. Of course, to do this laughing thing I would also have to have a rather morbid and sick sense of humor, but for the sake of an argument, let's just assume that I do. Under this assumption, the following items make perfect sense.

1. The pope is dying.
2. Rainier III of Monaco is dying.
3. German acting and drinking legend Harald Juhnke has just died.
4. The CEO of Berlin's public transportation service passed fell dead during an examination of his knee yesterday.
5. Not to mention Terri Schiavo.
6. It is April Fool's Day.

And no, this is not a joke. This is real life happening in reality. Or rather, real death happening in reality. If I had written a story and these multiple deaths were happening in there, it would be labeled as junk. Justly so, I might hasten to add. This is probably just a case for Life imitating poor Art.

A Random Thought

I found this quote the other day: "Meat is Murder."

Well, technically speaking, meat is not murder. Meat is a complex organic substance extracted from an animal for the purpose of eating. Eating meat is also not murder. It is just one of a few ways of supplying your metabolism with things to metabolize. Killing the animal the meat is extracted from is the only thing that might be considered murder. I don't subscribe to the activist view and I probably won't stop eating meat for the time being. Which is not to say that I wouldn't ever change. I appear to have surprised myself by preparing vegetarian meals 5 days in a row now. Time for a steak, don't you think?