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Monologue Mania Day # 1301 No News is...No News by Janet S. Tiger (c) Sept. 6, 2017
No News is...No News
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No News is...No News
by Janet S. Tiger (c) 2017 all rights reserved
tigerteam1@gmail.com
tigerteam1@gmail.com
(Older person enters. Very annoyed)
I have a question for you.
With all the news and the internet and the Facebook and the ability to know EVERYTHING at exactly the moment it happens, can someone explain to me why -outside of famous people -no one tells anyone when someone dies anymore!
I remember in the old days, oh, forty years ago, if someone passed away, people were called up, there was a notice in the paper. A hundred years ago, letters were sent. But now, with all this modern technology crap - if someone passes, ok, I'll say it, dies! If a friend, or now even a relative bites the bullet, nothing! No phone call, no letter, no obituary! My God, we are in the dark for months thinking the person is still alive!
Now that's not everyone of course, but often people in other cities, or states, you call them up, after a few months because you've been under the weather, and you ask for....John or Mary or whoever.....and a voice tells you....they died......and you are stunned and you ask, oh my God, when did this happen? The person gives you a date, several weeks or months IN THE PAST! And they are almost nonchalant about it! What happened? Oh.....whatever illness did it this time....cancer, stroke, heart attack, the always delightful Alzheimers - you know, the usual suspects.
And then you find out....there was no funeral, no memorial service- the ashes are on the mantle, or the dashboard - wherever they were placed, or maybe they were released at sea, or from an airplane, or buried in the woods.
But your cousin, your friend is gone, and all the things you were going to say.....well, gone. And the guilt is incredible. You should have called sooner, you should have stayed in touch. Shoulda woulda coulda. (Sighs) So much for - No news is good news!
(Listens)
Why am I asking? It's simple -it's just so can I ask you - are you dead yet?
(Listens, smiles)
That's good to hear! Me, too!
(Pinches self, turns to leave, stops, looks back, smiles)
For now.
(Exits - but no obituary yet)
* Note: A few words about 'free' - all these monologues are protected under copyright law and are free to read, free to perform and video as long as no money is charged. Once you charge admission or a donation, or include my work in an anthology, you need to contact me for royalty
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Janet S. Tiger 858-736-6315 CaregiversAnon.org
Member Dramatists Guild since 1983
Playwright-in-Residence
Swedenborg Hall 2006-8
1 comment:
Hang in there...I'll do the same!
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