As we're all aware of, there's been a recent rash of celebrities whom have passed away. Of course, we're all saddened to have heard the news of such names as Farrah Fawcett, MJ, Steve McNair, etc. I have found myself mourning these loses in my own separate way. We all have reacted in such different manners to the news in which someone has passed away. Whether we were close to the person, or we never knew the departed on a personal level, we all have our ways of mourning the dead. It's always a sad experience, and even more so when we were close to the unfortunate soul.
However, over the past few days, I've noted something that, to me, is a somewhat curious phenomenon. Though I particularly hold no issue over the matter, I couldn't help but notice that, in the report of Steve McNair's passing, graphic details become the norm. The channel made a concerted effort to allow us all of the details in the matter; down to the gory details in how many times Steve was shot. As I watch footage of the matter, I can't help but notice that a large group surrounded the area, trying to peak in to a scene in which I can only assume they must have heard on the radio, or on TV. I myself am not one for blood or gore, so I wouldn't exactly attempt to steal a peak at the crime scene. However, there seemed to a congregation of individuals who were looking, hoping to see some evidence in the site to put the pieces together for themselves. I myself noted the extreme nature of the scenario, and concluded that I might have glanced at the police investigation. However, I then began to consider all events that seem to attract people in masses. Death scenes in horror films, horrendous car accidents, things of that matter which tend to draw our attention, and cause us to fixate on the scene. Hell, even as "fake" as psychics who channel the dead may seem, we're extremely fascinated by the matter. For some reason, we have to watch the scene, and allow ourselves to be swept away in the state of those around us, all staring at the morbid situation we have placed in front of us.
I then also read an article in which a Michael Jackson memorial is being planned in Staples Center. The event is sold out, and the free tickets that were passed out to get into the actual arena are scarcer to find than water in the desert. I've heard of people that will fly, and even drive, cross country just for a chance to be there that Monday. While I understand how big of a deal Michael was, and I myself admit I mourned his passing, I can't picture myself driving cross country for a memorial. I feel that, for me, it makes more sense to mourn the departed in my own way, be it at Church, listening to the man's music, or perhaps even a discussion with my family. Still, I couldn't even fathom placing all of the time and effort that I've heard certain people plan, simply to go to a memorial. To the best of my understanding, the body won't even be at The Staples Center, and hopefully will have been buried away from the millions of people that seem hell-bent on getting themselves to Los Angeles. And even more perplexing to me, some of the people I know who are going to this weren't even fans of his music. As a matter of fact, certain people (I wouldn't exactly call them "friends") were Jackson detractors for a good portion of their adult lives. I know that we always say we hate funerals, yet when the time comes, we're right there. Now, granted, family and friends are a completely different matter, and I wouldn't even begin to try to tell you how to mourn friends or family. Still, even when a big name passes away, though we might have never known the person personally, we have our tickets, and will even go cross country to witness the event.
Have you ever been to The Haunted Mansion at either Disneyland or Disney World? I merely see it as a decent dark ride, with a bit of dark humor thrown in. Still, people line up from across the block just to go on a ride that's not too exciting, and is one of the most antiquated rides in the park. What is so thrilling on the concept of Death that makes us so intrigued? Hell, look at a man in which most will say is our favorite wrestler, in The Undertaker? Quite a depressing chum by nature, isn't he? Yet, we're extremely fascinated by this character. So fascinated, in fact, that such a character has been around for thirteen years, and in the other portions of his career in which he was not the full "Deadman" gimmick, we either
A. Don't remember one bit.
B. Yearned for him to return to his "Deadman" ways.
Which brings me to this question; is the species of man, Homo sapiens, fixated on the concept of death? What brings us to watch these reports on CNN, even through the gritty details, and hear the grisly details of one's demise? And it doesn't even have to be a celebrity; newscasts report on deaths/murders within our own communities, and though we might be horrified by the idea that a murderer lives close by, we still watch, to understand the untimely demise of individuals. Is there something about death that, while it frightens us, we are somewhat attracted to? Do we have an instinctual fascination to the paranormal, and to the disembodied?
My theory is simple; that we, as human beings, are curious creatures. We have already explored most of what there is to this world, from a physical standpoint, and have already conquered each mountain and ocean the world has to offer us. Remember when climbing Mt. Everest was such a huge deal? I mean, granted, it still is, but people rarely take it in the same manner in which we do now. Anyway, this physical world has been charted, discovered, and mapped for a good portion of the 16th Century. Still, however, there is an entire world in which we have yet to establish a meaningful form of contact with, and a universe in which we have yet to charter. I understand that you can't exactly charter Death in a physical matter, yet for centuries, humans have desired to reach contact with the paranormal universe. My argument is that it's based upon our nature to be utterly fascinated by that in which he have yet to discover. While man cannot discover death from a physical standpoint, there still stands to reason that we may be able to reach another world, and make contact with the dead. And until the period in which we are allowed to make said contact, we will always be fascinated by that in which we can't discover. And due to this reasoning, while we may hold a deep fear for death, I feel that we're strangely attracted to the concept of death, and that we always will be, until our own dying day.
Perhaps the topic is a bit macabre, but I simply have two questions:
Are we, as human beings, fixated upon the concept of Death?
If so, then why is this the case?
(Actually, I'll throw one out for those that say we aren't fascinated by death. That being, why do we perform such customs upon one's death, especially in relation to how the media portrays death)
However, over the past few days, I've noted something that, to me, is a somewhat curious phenomenon. Though I particularly hold no issue over the matter, I couldn't help but notice that, in the report of Steve McNair's passing, graphic details become the norm. The channel made a concerted effort to allow us all of the details in the matter; down to the gory details in how many times Steve was shot. As I watch footage of the matter, I can't help but notice that a large group surrounded the area, trying to peak in to a scene in which I can only assume they must have heard on the radio, or on TV. I myself am not one for blood or gore, so I wouldn't exactly attempt to steal a peak at the crime scene. However, there seemed to a congregation of individuals who were looking, hoping to see some evidence in the site to put the pieces together for themselves. I myself noted the extreme nature of the scenario, and concluded that I might have glanced at the police investigation. However, I then began to consider all events that seem to attract people in masses. Death scenes in horror films, horrendous car accidents, things of that matter which tend to draw our attention, and cause us to fixate on the scene. Hell, even as "fake" as psychics who channel the dead may seem, we're extremely fascinated by the matter. For some reason, we have to watch the scene, and allow ourselves to be swept away in the state of those around us, all staring at the morbid situation we have placed in front of us.
I then also read an article in which a Michael Jackson memorial is being planned in Staples Center. The event is sold out, and the free tickets that were passed out to get into the actual arena are scarcer to find than water in the desert. I've heard of people that will fly, and even drive, cross country just for a chance to be there that Monday. While I understand how big of a deal Michael was, and I myself admit I mourned his passing, I can't picture myself driving cross country for a memorial. I feel that, for me, it makes more sense to mourn the departed in my own way, be it at Church, listening to the man's music, or perhaps even a discussion with my family. Still, I couldn't even fathom placing all of the time and effort that I've heard certain people plan, simply to go to a memorial. To the best of my understanding, the body won't even be at The Staples Center, and hopefully will have been buried away from the millions of people that seem hell-bent on getting themselves to Los Angeles. And even more perplexing to me, some of the people I know who are going to this weren't even fans of his music. As a matter of fact, certain people (I wouldn't exactly call them "friends") were Jackson detractors for a good portion of their adult lives. I know that we always say we hate funerals, yet when the time comes, we're right there. Now, granted, family and friends are a completely different matter, and I wouldn't even begin to try to tell you how to mourn friends or family. Still, even when a big name passes away, though we might have never known the person personally, we have our tickets, and will even go cross country to witness the event.
Have you ever been to The Haunted Mansion at either Disneyland or Disney World? I merely see it as a decent dark ride, with a bit of dark humor thrown in. Still, people line up from across the block just to go on a ride that's not too exciting, and is one of the most antiquated rides in the park. What is so thrilling on the concept of Death that makes us so intrigued? Hell, look at a man in which most will say is our favorite wrestler, in The Undertaker? Quite a depressing chum by nature, isn't he? Yet, we're extremely fascinated by this character. So fascinated, in fact, that such a character has been around for thirteen years, and in the other portions of his career in which he was not the full "Deadman" gimmick, we either
A. Don't remember one bit.
B. Yearned for him to return to his "Deadman" ways.
Which brings me to this question; is the species of man, Homo sapiens, fixated on the concept of death? What brings us to watch these reports on CNN, even through the gritty details, and hear the grisly details of one's demise? And it doesn't even have to be a celebrity; newscasts report on deaths/murders within our own communities, and though we might be horrified by the idea that a murderer lives close by, we still watch, to understand the untimely demise of individuals. Is there something about death that, while it frightens us, we are somewhat attracted to? Do we have an instinctual fascination to the paranormal, and to the disembodied?
My theory is simple; that we, as human beings, are curious creatures. We have already explored most of what there is to this world, from a physical standpoint, and have already conquered each mountain and ocean the world has to offer us. Remember when climbing Mt. Everest was such a huge deal? I mean, granted, it still is, but people rarely take it in the same manner in which we do now. Anyway, this physical world has been charted, discovered, and mapped for a good portion of the 16th Century. Still, however, there is an entire world in which we have yet to establish a meaningful form of contact with, and a universe in which we have yet to charter. I understand that you can't exactly charter Death in a physical matter, yet for centuries, humans have desired to reach contact with the paranormal universe. My argument is that it's based upon our nature to be utterly fascinated by that in which he have yet to discover. While man cannot discover death from a physical standpoint, there still stands to reason that we may be able to reach another world, and make contact with the dead. And until the period in which we are allowed to make said contact, we will always be fascinated by that in which we can't discover. And due to this reasoning, while we may hold a deep fear for death, I feel that we're strangely attracted to the concept of death, and that we always will be, until our own dying day.
Perhaps the topic is a bit macabre, but I simply have two questions:
Are we, as human beings, fixated upon the concept of Death?
If so, then why is this the case?
(Actually, I'll throw one out for those that say we aren't fascinated by death. That being, why do we perform such customs upon one's death, especially in relation to how the media portrays death)