Marketably Morbid

People tend to want to market murders as a fun little family attraction, yet god forbid the word “Death" escapes your spring pink lips among the elders. People are a foolish race, just look at us we pretty up the corpses to placate loved ones, instead of just embracing what wonders the dead have become. We are a morbid species- years ago our entire lives were made up of celebrating those who have died, yet now it is a thing to be brushed under the rug with the bones of the family cat and the robin she killed. Morbidity is no longer beautiful, merely marketable.