It's not as if I'll be particularly attached to it after leaving this physical plane of existance. If I had to choose between forcing my family to spend money on an elaborate burial or on a night on the town, get drunk, and tell stories about me to the waiter/stripper/bartender in a slur, I would choose the later.
Besides, there won't be much to harvest if I die at an old age anyway. I expect I'll die from organ shutdown caused from old age, but if I happen to go out spectacularly, I guess nothing major would be left. That what could be salvageable would be better off feeding a don's pit bull than a particularly ambitious worm that managed to find a crack in my pine box.
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