Dieing is No Fun, Dawg
A friend of a friend died this past weekend at the age of 21. I learned this via myspace. It’s weird to see death in such an environment, because for most of us it’s an occurrence very much removed from our daily existence. It’s even stranger when I look at the kid’s page and it says he logged in Friday, the day before he died. A bright, smiling photo still sits on the profile page. And there it will sit as a silent and perpetual obituary until myspace takes it down.
Death is such an odd thing in the digital age….
If you haven’t heard of it before, check out mydeathspace.com. It’s an amazingly difficult, yet compelling study of what life and death in the 21st-century looks like.
