This could perhaps be controversial; many of you will probably think me a nasty person. As it happens, I am very far from being a nasty person. I just happen to have a slightly warped sense of humour.
When Michael Jackson died, it didn’t take me too long to get in on the bad-taste jokes doing the rounds. Likewise, with Patrick Swayze, I believe it took me all of two seconds to make a ‘Ghost’ quip to somebody.
This does not make me disrespectful. Or at least, I don’t think it does. If I were disrespectful, I would be making comments like ‘I’m glad he’s dead.’ I’m not. As it happens, I certainly don’t wish cancer on anyone and I think Patrick was really rather dignified as he fought it. And yes, while I was not a Michael Jackson fan by any means, he did create some great tunes and was a great showman who died young.
But, this is not going to stop me giggling at the bad-taste jokes. How come when people are in the public eye and living, it is ok to make some bad jokes, yet when they pass, it isn’t? Is it to do with this mass-public-grieving culture we suddenly live in? Someone famous kicks the bucket and the entire world starts grieving. I’d hazzard a bet that a good proportion of the so-called grieving fans were not even fans when people were alive. At least the bad-taste jokers aren’t jumping on the bandwagon and know their minds.
As it happens, most people have a sense of humour and I’m sure they’d rather be remembered in a joke than forgotton. When I die, I would love it if people make evil jokes about me. Then I’ll come haunt you.
This post makes no sense. I’m really not a bad person.
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I’d go with that luv. I’m gonna get the lads at work to come up with some quality gags for my wake.
Geoff “bury me with a rubber chicken” Attree


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