Deathstreaming Live

As I lay on my bed to sleep every night, I think a lot about death. I think about how I and everyone I know will die at some point and there's not a thing anyone can do about it. It is inevitable and you never really know when exactly it's going to happen.

Like everyone, I hope my death is quick and painless. That's the best anyone can hope for. However, in this information age, there should be one more thing to add - that our death won't be uploaded on the internet. 

Nowadays everyone has a camera on their phone. Social media is full of photos of people acting like the banality of their lives is worth broadcasting to the whole world and be kept on record for all eternity. When something out of the ordinary happens, you better believe a mass of idiots are gonna whip out their phones and start recording. A baby could be bleeding to death on the sidewalk and it's perfectly reasonable that a segment of the population is going to think of recording it first instead of doing anything helpful.

This was a problem long before social media and has only become worse with technology. Newspapers love to splatter their front page with as much blood as they can get away with. Nobody questions how morbid and tasteless that is. Now,  could you imagine dying in public and the last thing you see is some asshole shoving his phone in your face? All you end up being is fodder to get likes and traffic on some website? 

So what does it matter if you're dead anyway? That's a fair point but it's not about the deceased, it's about the people left behind, the people who actually cared about him. I doubt anyone wants to see the corpse of their child put up on websites for all to gawk at and comment on. Nobody wants to see the deaths of their friends and family playing on a perpetual loop in cyberspace. But alas, that's the world we live in now. Nobody really cares about hurt feelings. There's no privacy, not even in death.

Quick, painless, and anonymous.