“I’ll be glad when you’re dead you rascal you”- Louis Armstrong
It is interesting how many bleary eyed fawning mementos of the dead seem to pile up as if inconspicuous sign posts along a routeless road to nowhere. Everyone wants a piece of the scattered carcass. Something to hold onto. Something to claim, “Oh he was mah man’!
“A baddd brother”!
Some even eulogize before that carcass is col…
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