Why is it, that after more than a year of sacrifice, of injured businesses, lost wages, sacrificed opportunities to visit loved ones, relinquished freedom of movement, abridged freedoms of association, eliminated freedom to zess, curtailment of beach days, forgone opportunities for our children to engage in the behaviorally developmental exercise known as in-person schooling and even the surrender of our ability to play small-post football; we are basically in the same position that we were a year ago, only now we have less money in our pockets and more fat around our waistlines?

As I grow as a man I am realizing that initial reactions are often incomplete at best and erroneous at worst, so recently when there were even more images circulating regarding two more funeral services with corpses displayed in non-traditional ways I forced myself to set aside my initial emotional response and pose to myself the dispassionate question of “Why?” Why was I repulsed?