The scary thing is……….A lot of donated bodies go to body farms, where they are permitted to decompose in various settings to allow forensic scientists to figure out crime scenes. As an unintended consequence, this presents the greatest study in history on how you go from “living critter” to “fossil”. So yeah, we paleontology folks get our share, in a round-about way.
I wanted to be buried in tree resin, to become a fossil. My wife objected. The folks at the restaurant also objected, but for quite different reasons. 😀
I can totally see time as being shaped like an egg roll–an infinitely long one, probably.
Like, we’re all going down the long dimension of the roll, but there may well be at least one person out there who’s going around the circumference, experiencing the same events over and over again, while stuck in a single point in time from our perspective.
This reminds me of one memorable story: In 2016, Jim Stauffer sued the body farm he’d donated his mother’s body to, because they sold it to the Army for use in a blast test without his consent.
Whoa! Is that a rare white back bug in the first panel?
And I really like that last panel!
Clearly he knew just how special he was, donating his body to science like that
No, just a shiny.
Dang in opportune critical hits…
Crap. That’s what I get for trying to ink these things on very little sleep. Will fix.
Damn this one is good 😀
Yes. An above average number are given to zombology, for no reason whatsoever.
Also, I do not appreciate that jab at quantum physics. It’s only 50% sitting around thinking.
The other 50% is sitting around and not thinking – I think it referred to in the vernacular as teaching first years.
Some may have thought it was drinking but that is strictly relegated to philosophy – I drink therefore I am …….
Well the thing about quantum physics is, you’re thinking and not thinking at the same time.
the really sad thing about the last panel is that we know so little about “quintom physics” that that could ACTUALLY be true
Gold!
The scary thing is……….A lot of donated bodies go to body farms, where they are permitted to decompose in various settings to allow forensic scientists to figure out crime scenes. As an unintended consequence, this presents the greatest study in history on how you go from “living critter” to “fossil”. So yeah, we paleontology folks get our share, in a round-about way.
That’s how I want to be “taken care of”.
Except it has to be something epic, like; impaled to a tree with a 10ft long lance.
Or, under a pile of hot babe corpses.
I wanted to be buried in tree resin, to become a fossil. My wife objected. The folks at the restaurant also objected, but for quite different reasons. 😀
Have you read Mary Roach’s book “Stiff”? I’m actually really interested in donating my body to science after reading that.
Mary Roach? Or, Mary Shelley?
I can totally see time as being shaped like an egg roll–an infinitely long one, probably.
Like, we’re all going down the long dimension of the roll, but there may well be at least one person out there who’s going around the circumference, experiencing the same events over and over again, while stuck in a single point in time from our perspective.
This reminds me of one memorable story: In 2016, Jim Stauffer sued the body farm he’d donated his mother’s body to, because they sold it to the Army for use in a blast test without his consent.