Last week there was a huge gas explosion in the town where I used to live. There were two people home at the time who didn't make it out alive. Alright, pay your respects and move on, right? (Unless you're the family, of course, then it becomes a little more of a sticky situation than that).. But no. People can't fucking do that. This is what pisses me off about us as a society, or even us as humans, in general.
All of a sudden these people who, for all intents and purposes, had very little to no friends in life, have a fan club of 300+ people on facebook. WHAT THE FUCK? I see posts saying, "R.I.P. You were amazing people and amazing friends. We will miss you so much!" (now keep in mind that I know at least 50% of the people posting here, and I went to school a few classes ahead of the kids who died) from people who have NEVER associated with these two, ever. But now, since they're dead, it's such a tragedy? Fuck you, you god damn hypocrites.
I understand paying your respects. Any death is tragic (unless it's Macdaddy or any other nameless, dick scab of a poster on the internet who feels some false sense of entitlement) but when is enough, enough? People very rarely know when to draw the line. It gets to the point where it becomes disrespectful to those who have died. Not only is it a disrespect, and an obvious Lello--jumping on the bandwagon--but it's fucking selfish. If we break down the reasoning behind why someone would feel compelled to show such a false sense of emotion, we ultimately come to the conclusion that they're trying to be noticed. Really? You're using someone else's death--and a familie's grief--as a means to get noticed and say, "hey look at me!! I'm so sympathetic!! NOTICE ME, NOTICE ME!! EVEN THOUGH I NEVER TALKED TO YOU AND WE PICKED ON YOU IN HIGH SCHOOL AND MADE YOUR LIFE MISERABLE, I'M REALLY SORRY YOU'RE DEAD!!" These fucking vultures have to steal the spot-light from a fucking corpse. This brings a whole new meaning to the term 'over my dead body'. It disgusts me. It's the same mentality that drives our society. We're fucked.
If I were to die today, I wouldn't want some jackass whom I never knew, posting some shit about my life and how amazing I was. Fuck you. You self-important, pretentious piece of shit. Go get laid and stop crying about someone you've never met.
This also ties in with the hip hop culture. Artists like Pac, Biggie, Pun, Big L, etc.. All considered 'legends'. What do they all have in common? They're DEAD. I hate to break it to you, but none of them made legendary music. People shove their rectums down on said artists rotten, decaying cocks, because of the fact they aren't here any longer. Let's face some facts: Pac most likely would've wound up being sent to prison for life, due to some form of sexual assault. Biggie would have O.D.ed or had a heart attack/stroke. Big L would have eaten himself to death and died of diabetes or something similar. Big L, well, his death was probably on point. Haha.
The point is, though, none of them are legedary for anything. There are artists around today who have done MUCH more than any of those 4, yet they don't get the recognition that those 4 recieve. It's bullshit. I'm not sure what our society's fascination with the departed is, but it's fucking creepy and annoying.
In most cultures, post-mortem dick riding is considered taboo and severely illegal. We make it an every day event. Go us.













