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Jose Ricaurte's avatar

It's gonna come out somehow. Not me cry singing "Angel" by Sarah McLachlan at 2 AM. Men were taught to keep that shit private. Women get more leeway.

M.W.Rumble's avatar

"a daily exercise in suffocation" . Brilliant. What side of the theater are you on, and when? Also great.

Victorian era civility is quaint and decent. Yelling from a hilltop is discouraged?

Gabbie's avatar

Ok I need to know more about sin eaters actually

Queen Kwong's avatar

Oooh good, I can help! I’m well read on that folklore subject lol. Thanks for giving me the idea for next essay 😉

Gabbie's avatar

you're like my death genie

Steve Parkin's avatar

Hi Carré. Really interesting read.

Were the professional mourners there to enhance the occasion or more of show in a macabre popularity contest?

“It was a good turnout” seems to be what everybody notices at funerals in a judgemental validation kinda way.

An old neighbour of my Mums with no family or friends (he was 94) passed a few years ago and the congregation at his was made up of 6 of us…it was beautiful.

Queen Kwong's avatar

These women were more like vessels for the expression of pain felt by loved ones and the loss of life of the deceased. However, in Asian cultures, there are niche practices of hiring mourners and funeral attendees to create a bigger crowd. This could be more about optics or popularity than expression of grief. But I don’t know much about it to say.