I wrote this on 28 March (read it somewhere) but I decided that wasnt what people like/ want to hear then

I have decided that funerals are for the living. 
Imagine going to a funeral without first polishing the automobile. 
Imagine standing at a graveside not dressed in your best dark suit and your best black shoes, polished delightfully. 
Imagine sending flowers to a funeral with no attached card to prove you had done the correct thing. 
In no social institution is the codified ritual of behavior more rigid than in funerals.
Imagine the indignation if the minister altered his sermon or experimented with facial expression. 
Consider the shock if, at the funeral parlors, any chairs were used but those little folding yellow torture chairs with the hard seats. 
No, dying, a man may be loved, hated, mourned, missed; but once dead he becomes the chief ornament of a complicated and formal social celebration.

It some ways yes it is an event.

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