Do you all remember that scene in Monty Python and the Holy Grail where the plague men are collecting the dead and one corpse (Wilfred Brambell) complains as he is about the be dumped in the tumbril, “I’m not dead, I’ getting better.”
You don’t? Oh well perhaps I’m more of a Python geek than I admit to myself.
Anyway, as if to confirm the truth of Oscar Wilde’s assertion that “life copies art,” todays news told us a very similar thing happened to Zack Dunlap of Oaklahoma (where the wind comes whistling down the plain.) Zack had been declared brain dead by a hospital Intensive Care team, the organ harvesters were being helicoptered in to descend like harpies on the corpse and “harvest” the usable organs when Zack did not actually sit up and say, “I’m not dead, I’m getting better”, but he did move and open his eyes.

Good thing the organ harvesting harpies were not standing by in the same hospital.

Hands up who thought when our blogging chum Little Nicky Machiavelli (Blog: Brown the Body Snatcher) blogged against Gordon Brown’s plan to turn us all into organ donors by default, he was being a tad hysterical?

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Infamy, they've all got it in for me

Existing as fiction