Along with taxes, death is one of the only certainties in this world.
Everybody does it and, if you think about it, it’s probably a good thing. My back is already killing me after just a quarter of a century, let alone an eternity.
Anyway, we digress.
As a society, we rarely come into direct contact with death these days. We usually go to a hospital or hospice to die, whereupon we are swiftly whisked away and dealt with before anyone has to see.
This is a fairly recent development. The Victorians loved a bit of death and did all sorts of weird stuff with them, from weaving bracelets from their hair to propping them up for photoshoots. Nowadays, not so much.
We seem find the whole thing rather distasteful and have relegated a healthy interest in death to the confines of morbid curiosity (don’t pretend you haven’t watched at least some Body Farm footage).
So, it seems like high time we got a bit more up close and personal with death because, like it or not, at some point it’s going to get up close and personal with you.