America treats many subjects in a bafflingly schizoid manner, but none more so than death (well, maybe sex). We are a war culture that loves entertainment soaked in violence, both of the cartoonishly brutal and the strangely sanitized varieties. But we are grossly uncomfortable with confronting actual death. We talk about disease in terms of “fighting b…
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