Topic: Human Behaviour
I heard something... odd today. I was in line at the grocery store commenting that JonBenet Ramsey was still making the covers of tabloids. The woman at the register said "Yeah... nobody ever really rests in peace these days."
Wow.
Think about that... Your future is that you'll always be discussed.
I used to think that you'd be lucky to be remembered. The things we do in life will affect generations to come, but will anyone remember? Authors are remembered, in some small way, and so are artists of various types. But I never thought of that as a negative thing.
Granted, Hitler is remembered in infamy. But I mean a negative thing as in "victim." JonBenet will always be remembered, when she is remembered, as a victim. So will the people that were in the towers on 9/11. So will the people of Jonestown. Not martyrs, not heroes, but victims. And here I am, talking about it, and they're still not resting in peace, and I'm perpetuating the same thing.
I like walking through cemeteries. But all I see is markers. I don't see the person, and I only know the person's name. Sometimes I don't know that, if the marker's text is worn to the point it's illegible. I don't know if they're victims or not. They're anonymous. Remembered, but anonymous.
Which is worse? Remembered as a victim, or just as a name? I really don't know.
That's kind of sad, so let's brighten things up a bit with a picture of a bunny with pancakes on its head.
