Recently, Gumshoe read a quote from the late Margaret Mead who was a cultural anthropologist who made a career of “observing people”. She really was into the denizens of Samoa for some reason. Maybe that skewed principle of the noble savage untouched (unclothed also) from modern civilization touched her academic acumen?
Note: When Gumshoe thinks of Samoa, it brings into Gumshoe’s mind, “Samoas”, that tasty Girl Scout chocolate and coconut cookie. Yummy!
Anyway, back to her quote in which she articulated in her small treatise, “The Many Rights of Life”.
The deceased have the right to be mourned after their death and the right to vanish into the unremembered past.
Gumshoe took pause to ponder Ms. Margie Mead’s pontification on the last part — “vanish into the unremembered past”. Did she actually mean now you see me and now you don’t? Hocus-pocus, I’m up in smokus!
Gumshoe never met a deceased person who advised me of their rights to anything. Gumshoe never had to admonish a deceased suspect of their Miranda Rights. Maybe Ms. Margie actually meant the rite (right?) of passage? The passage across the river Styx into oblivion.
Gumshoe, unfortunately, will never truly know, since Ms. Margie is not returning any response or any of her anthropological observations from that sweet goodnight on the other side of Samoa.
Speaking of “sweet”, Gumshoe will now pursue a few tasty Samoas with a cold glass of milk (nonfat) without remorse or guilt.
Remember to always love the ones who love you and even try to love that don’t.