Published 22 December 2017 by Anomaly Works Press NYC.
At first approach one could be forgiven for thinking this is a simple meditation on death; but one would be wrong.
“Death by Search Engine” takes our fascination with and terror of death and playfully unknots and reknots the spiky, unmanageable threads of our one future universal experience. Building on the straightforward foundation story of the death of a partner, the author doesn’t content himself with sentimental remembrances or a worn-out railing at the gods. Instead he goes off in a fountain spray of death tangents. Statistics, quotes, ponderings are seasoned with tongue-in-cheek advice for those left behind.
Part poetry, part polemic, “Death by Search Engine” mines our fears and delivers a wry, smart examination of what we’re afraid of and why.
Less than a year ago she and I were sitting at the coffee shop with our laptops, searching. Causes. Symptoms. Treatments. Second Opinions.
‘I’ve told my children that when I die, to release balloons in the sky to celebrate that I graduated. For me, death is a graduation.’ – Elisabeth Kubler-Ross
Boy is that a lot of hot air, dear lady.
Yes, there is a time and a place, and no matter how efficient the search engine, it won’t provide that detailed information.