Random emotion on Prince’s passing.
I hope someone comes up with a will that states he’d prefer to not be autopsied. The thought of that uber-private man ... who used his body so divinely ... being spatchcocked on a well-used stainless gurney bothers me. He who breaks something perfect to learn its springs and levers has left the path of wisdom and all that. Leaving his cause of death a mystery could be seen as a mark of respect. IMHO. We really don’t need to know, do we?
Comments:
Have you ever seen an autopsy? Pretty much what they do.
Only on TV, my friend, and that’s as close as I care to get. But as accurate as the term may be it is not one I’ve ever encountered before so thanks!
A bit of blogger hyperbole, but when looked at coldly, pretty accurate.
And NPR reports enough material in the vault for 100 albums, so suddenly the will becomes very important. Ergo also the autopsy I fear.
P.S. Serious points for vocabulary!
Good point. “No foul play.” Still, seems like something he really wouldn’t appreciate.
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Um Spatchcocked??