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jostorm
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Hm, possibly, texile. But somehow I think that I would find the thought of complete scientific mutilation of my beloved person's body worse than not knowing why exactly they died, so I'm sure I would oppose it. I know it doesn't make any sense, it's just the way I feel, so I was just pointing out that there doesn't necessarily have to be an ulterior and sinister motive behind his opposition to a PM and, of course, this is all just hypothesis, as until I'm in that situation I don't really know what I would choose to do, so let's hope i never will be, "there for the grace of God go I" and all that....
As to the husband being a sleazeball: I don't have the slightest clue who these people even are, I don't read celebrity magazines or have the slightest interest in the shallow lives of celebrities. Their lives may have depth, who knows, but journalists writing crap about them sells magazines and who the hell knows who these people really are? They must have a public persona and a private one, otherwise how would your sanity survive if you don't compartmentalise? Living your entire life in the public eye just because a film/movie/blabla made you "famous" is absolutely the worst punishment I can imagine for myself. And trial by media seems to be particularly good for selling papers. Thank God I'm a nobody. Tomorrow I'm planning to walk down to the local supermarket with really bad hair to buy some more butter. Paparazzi-free, how cool is that?
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