- Aug 31, 2006
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Why is it normally sane, civil people feel the need to pick at the corpses of their loved ones like vultures? They angrily scream, say nasty things, and demolish decades long relationships with family and friends over things like a wooden chest or a small ring.
Back in 1995 when my grandfather died, it amazed me how much my dad's brothers and sisters fought each other for the junk he left behind (and I do mean junk). My dad's family is filled with colorful characters, such as mothers who called their children "pieces of shit" openly in front of guests, 40+ year old virgins that have never lived outside my grandmother's basement, and other fascinating, contributing members to society, so one might expect this kind of reaction from them. I remember thinking that my mom's family would probably handle the same situation better.
My mom's mother has just gone into assisted living and, to my surprise, they're behaving just as badly and my grandmother isn't even dead yet!
Why do some people feel so compelled to permanently damage relationships with their siblings over useless trinkets and junk that will simply collect dust?
Back in 1995 when my grandfather died, it amazed me how much my dad's brothers and sisters fought each other for the junk he left behind (and I do mean junk). My dad's family is filled with colorful characters, such as mothers who called their children "pieces of shit" openly in front of guests, 40+ year old virgins that have never lived outside my grandmother's basement, and other fascinating, contributing members to society, so one might expect this kind of reaction from them. I remember thinking that my mom's family would probably handle the same situation better.
My mom's mother has just gone into assisted living and, to my surprise, they're behaving just as badly and my grandmother isn't even dead yet!
Why do some people feel so compelled to permanently damage relationships with their siblings over useless trinkets and junk that will simply collect dust?