Final Choices
 

Information on promession. I love the idea of a forest of memories.

I couldn't find enough information on chemical digestion, but it was a method proposed and demonstrated in the book Stiff - The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers. Simply add lye and "your troubles go down the drain", so the speak.

Chopped for spare parts.

I'd rather die in my sleep. The other ways seem painful.

Or are you asking how I want my body disposed? Meh, throw me in the woods out back and let the coyotes get something out of it.

Why wasn't "converted to Soylent Green" one of the choices? Then, when I tell someone "Eat me!", there's a chance it might actually happen.

I am a chemist, and work with carbon. I have always wanted my ashes to be turned into a graphite target, for people in lab to use. That way, I can still be involved in experiements!

This firm took my idea, and made it better:

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/americas/2209799.stm

Basically, "A US firm says it will turn your cremated ashes into a diamond for the loved ones you leave behind to cherish."

That sounds awesome.

Other, donated to science. Let some pre-med play with me to learn something.

That you can scare the crap out of a fellow med student by stuffing a cadaver in their locker...

I don't care too much what happens to me. I'll be an organ donor like HM, and then after that, my next of kin can do whatever is easiest/cheapest for them. But I don't want to have my bones decorate some church somewhere.

I'm going with cremation, but I kind of liked these ideas, from the article

"THE Parsees of Mumbai in India leave their dead on top of Towers of Silence to be eaten by vultures, while in the Solomon Islands, the deceased are laid out on a reef for the sharks to eat."

I choose burial because now I'm on this island I do not want to leave, even temporarily to be cremated. If they build a crematorium here I'm happy to be cremated and scattered here.

I wanted to be donated to science until I found out that most of the cadavers end up being used for cosmetic surgery practice.

The book "Stiff" ruined a lot for me. Finding out what really happens to bodies in the science field was kind of depressing since rarely are they ever used for "good", anymore. Donating your brain? It usually ends up in a tupperware bin labeled with masking tape and a marker, then forgotten.

Not even turkey roasting pans have the same meaning to me, anymore. :thepain3:

I was gonna say, "served with fava beans and a nice Chianti."

I want to be floated out on a wooden raft at sunset. Just as my Death Float hits the horizon I want someone on shore to shoot a flaming arrow onto the raft and I'll burn up as I float away. I'll be ashy-swampy.

I am gonna be deep sixed offa Coast Guard Cutter. Just feed my nasty ass to the crabs.

I would prefer turkey buzzards somewheres up on The Mogollon Rim. But, med school cadaver is OK, too.