The Instant Grief Machine

The Instant Grief Machine TM rolls into action the moment any unusual tragedy occurs.

Digesting normal human emotional experience with the quickness of grease going through a goose.

Speeches are produced with the rapidity of a herd of monkeys hammering at a thousand typewriters, counsellors appear like a fairy-ring of mushrooms after a hard rainstorm, and the once-meaningfully-spontaneous expressions of sorrow- like flowers and notes left at the site of the tragedy- spew forth with such speed, and in such volume, that they become bloated parodies of the original impulse.

Grief requires the same thing that a rose does.

Time to open naturally.

Pulling the petals apart kills the beauty.

As rushed mourning mocks the sadness.

The Instant Grief Machine TM marches on.

And on.

And on.