Friday, January 21, 2011

Shit SB Says to Her Golden Idol of Greatness and Beauty, Ms. Moon

I remember somebody saying something like "death should be dignified" and Kurt Vonnegut saying something like "really, what makes you think that?" That made me stop and think about how "undignified" it usually ACTUALLY is. So I stopped worrying about it. Fuck it. I'm very good at ignoring unpleasantness. Life is unpleasant, so I ignore A HELL OF A LOT.

14 comments:

Denny Coates said...

And another thing - what's so GOLDEN about "the golden years"? I totally don't get that one.

Ms. Moon said...

We all have to ignore a hell of a lot. It's true.
Bless you, darling.

Jeannie said...

Birth is another thing that people wax poetic about but really, spreading your legs so that 5 strangers can look, feel and shove whatever they want up your poongina and while you are pushing, you also push out what remains of last nights dinner from your intestines, dignified is one of the last words I'd use to describe it. What's even more undignified is that really, at the time, you couldn't care less who's in the room, just get that kid out of my body!

Gledwood said...

Ms Moon yeah i know her dunnI? from online??
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hi hi hi hi how are you uuu u u UU U

ha ah hahahahahhahhaha!!!

o man the fucking alarm on the fone is driving me pottytttttytytytytytytytytytytytytyyttytyytytytytytytytyt


bit out of it bit fast fast fast fast wont last fast

not depressed fully dressed

hi hi hi!!

howa are ya!

thats what i came to say

Spadoman said...

Maybe that should or could be that you ignore HELL a lot. I mean, just sayin' death and all that. What is death? We'll only know death when it comes to the people we love. Ours will be only remembered by others.
So goes the wisdom of Spadoman, imparted for your perusal this fine cold morning here in the Northland.

Peace.

Syd said...

Death is unpredictable. I believe my father's death was dignified. He took a nap and didn't wake up. Quiet and gone in a second. I hope to be so lucky.

Young at Heart said...

oh oh oh so well put........and should we grow old gracefully?? No we should not grow old, who are these people who say how much the love their life now they're older?? Am I the only one who's full of regret and remorse???

Omgrrrl said...

Not only is death undignified, but it is annoying and usually involves poop.

Glad to see you back in the Blogosphere, SB.

Kathleen Scott said...

Sorry you've been sick, SB. The flu is awful. Hope you're feeling better every day.

I don't think there is a single way to approach death. Death is different as we're all different.

The thing I think is important is life. Knowing life is the edge of death gooses the moments.

the guy in the silk taffeta dress said...

SB,
I agree, there's dignity in birth cause there's so much reception & love for the new creature, but when it comes to the end of the road for adults, so few really get dignity.
We get a chance at life(4 me more significant)and one death and I don't care what happens then, they can dispose of me anyway at all(I'll never know anyway)It's a party for everybody except who's in the box.
And like you, I avoid these thoughts.
People have been dying since the beginning of time, I wish it weren't so & was something more permanent, but heck, it's not.
Anyway, hopefully, we won't be dealing with it soon and just go on living...happily.
all the best to my fave Sarcastic Bastard.
j.

Ruby Tuesday said...

Have been missing your posts and then realised that you were not on my blog roll .. just fixed it xx
Go to my "Secret Diary Blog" ..you will laugh your arse off... and I am over the limit to drive this morning...On the Wagon again xx

Sarcastic Bastard said...

Denny,
You got me, brother. I don't get why they are "golden" either.

Ms. Moon,
Bless YOU!

Jeannie,
I hear you, babe. I agree.

Gleds,
Thank you for popping round. Glad you stopped by.

Spadoman,
And a fine peck of wisdom it is is. Thank you.

Syd,
I'm glad to hear your dad went so peacefully. I think I would have liked him from your posts.

Young at Heart,
No, you are not alone. I am with you. I love you.

Omgrrrl,
Amen to that shit. Love you lots.

Kathleen,
You are one of my WISE friends. I adore you.

Guy in the silk taffeta dress,
I couldn't agree more.

Ruby Tuesday,
I have missed you, dear friend. You know I love you.

Love to all my bitches,

SB

FrankandMary said...

Dignity takes so many forms.~Mary

Parabolic Muse said...

oh, yer so right! and why should death be any more dignified than, say, pooping, or having sex, or choking on brocolli, or squinching into clothes, or buying tampons or trying to use a cell phone. Humans aren't particularly dignified when they aren't thinking. When we're just doing what we have to do, like croaking, dignified is not the word...