{"id":9119,"date":"2014-09-13T22:31:25","date_gmt":"2014-09-14T02:31:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/chcollins.com\/100Billion\/?p=9119"},"modified":"2022-08-01T07:43:06","modified_gmt":"2022-08-01T11:43:06","slug":"my-counter-funeral","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/chcollins.com\/100Billion\/2014\/09\/my-counter-funeral\/","title":{"rendered":"My Counter-Funeral"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.rantchic.com\/2014\/09\/08\/joan-rivers-got-her-showbiz-funeral\/\">Joan Rivers<\/a> is not the only person who wrote elaborate directions as to the style and content of her own funeral.\u00a0 I also have such instructions, but they differ a little from those of Ms. Rivers.\u00a0 I want my funeral to be full of the things I can&#8217;t stand now.\u00a0 I don&#8217;t want to enjoy <em>anything<\/em> about being dead &#8212; so here is how <em>my<\/em> send-off should go:<\/p>\n<p>\u2022 All attendees must undergo security wanding and take their shoes and socks off.<\/p>\n<p>\u2022\u00a0I want it to be a big showbiz affair with all the Hollywood personalities.\u00a0 The one-name celebrities (Cher, Madonna, Bono, Beyonce, et al) get to sit at the front.<\/p>\n<p>\u2022 I want an open-casket ceremony, with tearful multitudes waiting in line to grasp my cold dead hand, as they think to themselves, &#8220;I didn&#8217;t know he looked <em>this<\/em> bad!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>\u2022 Speaking of cold dead hands, I want to be buried with my automatic rifle.\u00a0 Someone needs to go out and buy me one before the service.<\/p>\n<p>\u2022 Put me in some flimsy polyester trousers that make it obvious which way I dress.<\/p>\n<p>\u2022 Give me a clear-coat manicure.\u00a0 Or what the hell, any color, as long as it is very shiny.<\/p>\n<p>\u2022 I want Neil Diamond to sing &#8220;<a href=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=YhumCu3fzMI\">Cracklin&#8217; Rosie<\/a>&#8221; and throw in an extra verse or two of <em>bah-bup-uppah-dah.\u00a0<\/em> And if Mr. Diamond is not alive at the time of my funeral, I want all six-hundred attendees to bring iPods (which I also hate) and play &#8220;Cracklin&#8217; Rosie&#8221; in unison, at full volume, through their earbuds.<\/p>\n<p>\u2022 I want a famous Christian evangelist (Rick Warren will do, just as slippery as the rest) to proclaim to the crowd that I am in a better place now.\u00a0 He should also assert that I really did love Jesus, in my own way, and that God is now reading my blog.<\/p>\n<p>\u2022 In the same vein, I want at least three people to walk up to the lectern and tell the attendees what I <em>would<\/em> have wanted, if I were still alive.<\/p>\n<p>\u2022 I want John Boehner to speak.\u00a0 He&#8217;s good for a cry, and he will insult all my friends.<\/p>\n<p>\u2022 I also want former Reagan speechwriter Peggy Noonan to speak.\u00a0 I want her to say, in her typical pained, melodramatic fashion, how tragically misguided my political beliefs were.\u00a0\u00a0 And I want her to say those very words &#8212; &#8220;tragically misguided.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>\u2022 For pallbearers, I select Vladimir Putin.\u00a0 By himself.\u00a0 With his shirt off.<\/p>\n<p>\u2022 At the wake, I want the open bar to close down after fifteen minutes.\u00a0 No, make that ten.\u00a0 Why should <em>I<\/em> be the only one to suffer?<\/p>\n<p>\u2022 Also at the wake, I want the server to go around and ask, &#8220;Beef Wellington or Pasta?&#8221;\u00a0 Except that I want the Beef Wellington to abruptly &#8220;run out&#8221; after the first five people.<\/p>\n<p>In the end, people who attend my funeral will be <em>really<\/em> sorry that I died!\u00a0 As it should be.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Joan Rivers is not the only person who wrote elaborate directions as to the style and content of her own funeral.\u00a0 I also have such instructions, but they differ a little from those of Ms. Rivers.\u00a0 I want my funeral &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/chcollins.com\/100Billion\/2014\/09\/my-counter-funeral\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[45,3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9119","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-humor","category-commentary"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/chcollins.com\/100Billion\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9119","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/chcollins.com\/100Billion\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/chcollins.com\/100Billion\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/chcollins.com\/100Billion\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/chcollins.com\/100Billion\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=9119"}],"version-history":[{"count":36,"href":"https:\/\/chcollins.com\/100Billion\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9119\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9155,"href":"https:\/\/chcollins.com\/100Billion\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9119\/revisions\/9155"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/chcollins.com\/100Billion\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9119"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/chcollins.com\/100Billion\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9119"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/chcollins.com\/100Billion\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9119"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}