Open casket funerals are kind of weird if you think about it anyway.
They’re the done thing where I live, but only for the wake (night before the funeral mass).
“Ah he looks great” and “Ah sure they did a great job, didn’t they?” etc. always gets trotted out.
It’s kinda nice to see someone for the last time who you may not have seen recently. But I can definitely understand the opposing view (sometimes they look bloody awful). The body is stored the night before either in a funeral home or at the house and you’re not in any way obliged to go into the room with the deceased if it’s not your thing.
Funerals here are done very quickly. Wake would typically be two days following death, mass and burial the following morning. Casket is always closed here at the actual funeral.
In my father’s case we had his body in our home (my mum’s choice) and everyone did their little visit. After everyone had finished and gone we all went to the pub and had pints and told fun stories until all hours. The pub served us well past closing.
My hangover the next day was unholy (pun intended) but it was a great night and a really nice send off.
You may already know this, but if not, you should be aware that there is growing concern regarding the lack of oversight surrounding cadaver donations to science.
If I could really choose a death method, I think gladiatorial combat to the death would be pretty dope. Just throw death row inmates in a arena and PPV it. Let guys in for life with no parole or 300 year sentences have a go too if they want. Not for a reduction in sentence or extra benefits or anything though, just to do it. If dudes survive, let them fight again in the next show if they want. Could even give profits to the victims families.
“…both fought bitterly. But Guy knocked his adversary from his horse and kept him down easily with his lance as he was struggling to get up. Then his opponent, running nearer, ran Guy’s horse through with his sword, disemboweling it. Sliding from the horse, his sword drawn, Guy attacked his adversary. A continuous and bitter encounter followed with exchanges of sword blows, until, worn out by the weight and burden of their arms, they threw away their shields and hastened to win the fight with their strength in wrestling. Iron Herman fell prostrate to the ground, and Guy threw himself on top of him, pounding the knight’s mouth and eyes with his iron gauntlets. But just as one reads of Antheus, the prostrate man gathered strength bit by bit from the coolness of the ground and slyly made Guy think he was certain of victory while he rested. Meanwhile, having raised his hand very smoothly to the lower edges of the mail coat, where Guy was unprotected, and grabbed him by the testicles, he collected his strength for a single effort and threw him from him, breaking open all the lower parts of his body by this grabbing throw so that the prostrate Guy grew weak and cried out that he was defeated and was going to die.” - Galbert of Bruges.
Open casket funerals are kind of weird if you think about it anyway.
Firing squad would be my preferred choice, if they aim for the head. With a shotgun full of 00 buckshot. Or maybe by howitzer if that’s an option.
Although really I’d like to donate my body to science, let someone else get some good use out of it when I’m done.
I’d imagine getting shot by a squad of howitzers would make the whole world your open casket.
They’re the done thing where I live, but only for the wake (night before the funeral mass).
“Ah he looks great” and “Ah sure they did a great job, didn’t they?” etc. always gets trotted out.
It’s kinda nice to see someone for the last time who you may not have seen recently. But I can definitely understand the opposing view (sometimes they look bloody awful). The body is stored the night before either in a funeral home or at the house and you’re not in any way obliged to go into the room with the deceased if it’s not your thing.
Funerals here are done very quickly. Wake would typically be two days following death, mass and burial the following morning. Casket is always closed here at the actual funeral.
In my father’s case we had his body in our home (my mum’s choice) and everyone did their little visit. After everyone had finished and gone we all went to the pub and had pints and told fun stories until all hours. The pub served us well past closing.
My hangover the next day was unholy (pun intended) but it was a great night and a really nice send off.
You may already know this, but if not, you should be aware that there is growing concern regarding the lack of oversight surrounding cadaver donations to science.
https://www.cbsnews.com/news/bodies-donated-to-science-largely-unregulated-cbs-reports/
https://www.bbc.com/news/world-us-canada-49198405
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tn7egDQ9lPg
I’m aware. There’s also this: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harvard_morgue_case
But that’s the extreme. I’m not too concerned about it, after all, I won’t be using it any more.
If I could really choose a death method, I think gladiatorial combat to the death would be pretty dope. Just throw death row inmates in a arena and PPV it. Let guys in for life with no parole or 300 year sentences have a go too if they want. Not for a reduction in sentence or extra benefits or anything though, just to do it. If dudes survive, let them fight again in the next show if they want. Could even give profits to the victims families.
“…both fought bitterly. But Guy knocked his adversary from his horse and kept him down easily with his lance as he was struggling to get up. Then his opponent, running nearer, ran Guy’s horse through with his sword, disemboweling it. Sliding from the horse, his sword drawn, Guy attacked his adversary. A continuous and bitter encounter followed with exchanges of sword blows, until, worn out by the weight and burden of their arms, they threw away their shields and hastened to win the fight with their strength in wrestling. Iron Herman fell prostrate to the ground, and Guy threw himself on top of him, pounding the knight’s mouth and eyes with his iron gauntlets. But just as one reads of Antheus, the prostrate man gathered strength bit by bit from the coolness of the ground and slyly made Guy think he was certain of victory while he rested. Meanwhile, having raised his hand very smoothly to the lower edges of the mail coat, where Guy was unprotected, and grabbed him by the testicles, he collected his strength for a single effort and threw him from him, breaking open all the lower parts of his body by this grabbing throw so that the prostrate Guy grew weak and cried out that he was defeated and was going to die.” - Galbert of Bruges.
You probably want to go with the firing squad
It’s a good thing you don’t get to choose