Objectivity? I always have an objective.

Enemies are, to me, as important as friends in my life, and when they die I mourn their passing.

lifelong enemies are, I think, as hard to make and as important to one's well-being as lifelong friends.

Now there is a society where the funeral industry got completely out of control.

Alas, poor Yorick! How surprised he would be to see how his counterpart of today is whisked off to a funeral parlor and is in short order sprayed, sliced, pierced, pickled, trussed, trimmed, creamed, waxed, painted, rouged and neatly dressed - transformed from a common corpse into a Beautiful Memory Picture.

Society created the prison in its own image; will history, with its penchant for paradox, reverse those roles?

The character and mentality of the keepers may be of more importance in understanding prisons than the character and mentality of the kept.