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i don't need to hear the phrase "move on" again for 1,000 years 2003-02-03 - 7:07 p.m. "It's time to move on." I'm not sure when I first became aware of this ugly phrase, but I think it was in the late 1980s when a friend's brother was doped up with Prozac. He was sorrowful because his father had died, and a doctor had decided that, "It was time for him to move on." I remember being struck with horror that it was no longer acceptable to feel sad when your own father died. The phrase grew more and more popular with the rise of the "pop psychology" society, where if anything sad happens anywhere and you dare to experience an honest grief and someone somewhere is made uncomfortable by that grief...well, then, sir or madam, you are guilty of a thoughtcrime and an embarrassment to the neighbors. I avoid talk radio and TV but, even so, the phrase became obnoxiously omni-present after the coup of December 2000. "Move on." "It's time to move on." "What's done is done. It's time to move on." Then, on Saturday morning, at a time when NASA had barely had a chance to verify that the eyewitnesses and amateur videos were correct, and the Columbia was no more, then we were hearing speeches of this nature: "Move on." "The space program will move on." "We will move on and put this in the past, and we will move on." It is difficult to believe, that just a short 150 years ago, it was considered standard for a widow to put on mourning for her husband for an entire year -- to wear black that entire time and not even to consider dating and "moving on" unless she'd been screwing around with someone else anyway -- and that no one would have dreamed of sending in the doctors to re-arrange Queen Victoria's brain even though she went into mourning for a solid 25 (!) years after the passing of her husband. Today it would be, "What's the big deal?" "It's just one man. Think of the starving children in Ethiopia." "She obviously has a chemical imbalance." "Jesus. Why doesn't she just move on?" You know what? Life will move on, and the earth will continue in its orbit, and the sun will maintain its journey through the galaxy, whether or not some insensitive boob exhorts the world to "just move on." Would these folks really want someone standing around when they're not yet even buried, not yet even freakin' cooled off, saying oh-so-maturely, "Let's move on?" Let's have a little respect. pause for breath A kind commentator on BF's Columbia tribute* responded to some of these naysayers far better than I can: "What is needed in these cases is to put the human scale back in perspective, so many ask why this is receiving so much coverage, so many ask why this may be important, many others ask why these lives are most important than others lost today (or more than the ones that will be lost in a few weeks time, thousands of anonymous lives will be lost forever needlessly).... those that have met people that have been in space, those that know people that derive inspiration from space travel (even in its current limited and primitve form), those that have any dreams and ambitions in life understand what this article is all about." ---Tezcatlipoca at kuro5hin.org A dream died. Give those who grieve time to honor that dream. That's all I'm asking. *The comment was left on K5, not on Diaryland, since I do not accept comments on my diary. back - next All Rights Reserved, Copyright 2002-2017 by Elaine Radford