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Joe dresses, walks outside and takes a deep breath. The air he breathes is clean because some environmentalist wacko liberal fought for the laws to stop industries from polluting our air. He walks to the subway station for his government-subsidized ride to work. It saves him considerable money in parking and transportation fees because some fancy-pants liberal fought for affordable public transportation, which gives everyone the opportunity to be a contributor.
Joe begins his work day. He has a good job with excellent pay, medical benefits, retirement, paid holidays and vacation because some lazy liberal union members fought and died for these working standards. Joe’s employer pays these standards because Joe’s employer doesn’t want his employees to call the union. If Joe is hurt on the job or becomes unemployed, he’ll get a worker compensation or unemployment check because some stupid liberal didn’t think he should lose his home because of his temporary misfortune.
It’s noontime and Joe needs to make a bank deposit so he can pay some bills. Joe’s deposit is federally insured by the FDIC because some godless liberal wanted to protect Joe’s money from unscrupulous bankers who ruined the banking system before the Great Depression. Joe has to pay his Fannie Mae-underwritten mortgage and his below-market federal student loan because some elitist liberal decided that Joe and the government would be better off if he was educated and earned more money over his lifetime. Joe is home from work.
He plans to visit his father this evening at his farm home in the country. He gets in his car for the drive. His car is among the safest in the world because some America-hating liberal fought for car safety standards. He arrives at his boyhood home. His was the third generation to live in the house financed by Farmers’ Home Administration because bankers didn’t want to make rural loans. The house didn’t have electricity until some big-government liberal stuck his nose where it didn’t belong and demanded rural electrification.
He is happy to see his father, who is now retired. His father lives on Social Security and a union pension because some wine-drinking, cheese-eating liberal made sure he could take care of himself so Joe wouldn’t have to.
Joe gets back in his car for the ride home, and turns on a radio talk show. The radio host keeps saying that liberals are bad and conservatives are good. He doesn’t mention that the beloved Republicans have fought against every protection and benefit Joe enjoys throughout his day. Joe agrees: “We don’t need those big-government liberals ruining our lives! After all, I’m a self-made man who believes everyone should take care of themselves, just like I have.”
So this showed up in my inbox today:
I take this matter very seriously, and very personally. In the past 6 months I’ve unfortunately experienced the loss of two friends, candidly the first two losses I’ve experienced in the “Facebook” era. Along with my real world mourning, I am also faced with their digital specters, not just on Facebook, but they appear as suggested contacts on Quora and I see them on LinkedIn from time to time. Others have written about their mixed emotions when Facebook suggests that they reconnect with loved ones who have passed on (although Facebook says suggesting users interact with dead friends and family was a deliberate decision).
For me, it was very … well, I hate to say timely or appropriate, but it was sort of both of those things. Some of my now-deceased friends, etc. keep showing up on twitter. And when Twitter says I should contact them, I wonder if I should have a seance or something.
I’m not going to un-friend them, that’s for sure. I’m pretty much not going to do any of the things suggested in the above article, frankly. But I’ve had a longer relationship with death than most people. The first person I knew — not a family member — that died was when I was in 6th grade. Kid in the neighborhood fell off of a cliff and broke his neck. He died before search and rescue could get him out of the canyon. Since then, I’ve lost a couple of girlfriends (try losing your girlfriend when you’re in 7th grade), and, on average, about 1 friend or acquaintance a year throughout High School and College.
Death is part of life. It’s just not one of the more enjoyable parts of life. But it is a big part. And now that I’m “getting older” it will once again become a bigger part of life.