Faces Of Death
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Paging Dr. Neil.
Paging Dr. Neil.
Dr. Anderson, room 381.
Dr. Anderson, room 381.
Dr. Philips, report to ICU.
Unfortunately, medical science
cannot always have success.
The moment death occurs,
When this organ ceased to function,
the result was death,
the one reality we cannot avoid.
I'm Dr. Frances Grss.
I work as a pathologist.
And over the past 20 years, I've compiled
a library of the many faces of death.
all over the world,
searching for the various situations
that have dealt with our ultimate end.
I've seen with my own eyes
a myriad of experiences
that have led me
to greater awareness of the living.
We have developed a world
that refuses to recognize our own destiny.
Many years ago,
I was plagued
with a recurring dream.
There were only two faces that I could
recognize - a young woman and a priest.
Everything was quiet
and the funeral seemed endless.
I had no reason for this dream.
It had resembled nothing
I had ever experienced within my lifetime,
just the constant
images of death,
existing within a silence
that would not respond to my questions.
I knew that this dream marked a beginning,
the beginning of journey
that would take me around the world
in search of an understanding of death.
My friends thought me
compulsive and insane,
while others said
I was a distorted fanatic.
You will be witness
to what I have discovered.
May you be the jury, but your verdict
will be one of self-conviction.
I know what I have witnessed.
Now it is your turn.
Prepare yourself
for a journey into a world
where each new step may give you
a better understanding of your own reality,
for I am sure you will gain a new
perspective from the many faces of death.
Mother Nature had a surprise for those who
died in the town of Guanajuato, Mexico.
When families could not afford to pay the
rental fees on their loved ones' grave sites,
the dead were exhumed,
revealing that they had been mummified
due to the rich minerals
in the earth.
their faces frozen with the final vision.
As I studied these mummies,
I had the feeling that each one
about their own death.
Death in sport is another area
I explored during my visit to Mexico.
Like a modern-day gladiator,
a matador's fame
will be determined by
the quickness of his sword.
In another part of this country, I discovered
what could be the most brutal sport of all.
Set in clandestine meeting places
because it is illegal,
pit bull trainers face their dogs
against each other in a battle to the death.
Trained from puppies,
these animals are bred to kill.
A dog fight can last
as long as two hours.
Bets are made
at the beginning of the brawl,
and a trainer can make
as much as $5,000 from a single bout.
A pit bull is capable of surviving
at least five fights within its violent lifetime.
If this appears inhumane, remember,
these animals know only one way of life.
They have been conditioned by man
to declare war on their own kind.
The Amazon jungle
in South America,
one of the last natural frontiers
left on the planet Earth.
Even in this untouched magnificence,
death becomes a mandate of survival.
As I observed
the various creatures of this jungle,
I realized that nature
has endowed each inhabitant
with its own special equipment
to survive.
There is no shelter
for the weak.
Territorial rights
must be observed.
One wrong move
can easily end in death.
When a creature becomes prey in
this wilderness, there is one conciliation -
death occurs in a matter of seconds
and nothing is wasted.
There is a continual balance
that must be maintained in the jungle.
The death of one creature
ensures the existence of another.
Deep within the Amazon basin exists
an Indian tribe known as the Jivaros.
Totally content
within their domain,
these savages have existed
in a world isolated from modern civilization.
They have always fascinated me
because, for them, killing on a daily basis
is their only means of survival.
And, like the animals who are
their neighbors, the Jivaros eat all they kill.
When the women began to make
I knew my visit to their village
would soon be rewarded.
By mixing their saliva with manioc root,
an alcoholic drink is the result.
This marks the beginning
of a very special celebration.
For these Indians do not restrict
their hunting to only animals.
There is a greater trophy
that these warriors seek.
Their quest for revenge
becomes a gruesome ritual.
The severed head of an opposing warrior
ensures them respect
in a land known as the Amazon.
The country of Africa has its own code
of laws that expose another face of death.
During my travel through
the Serengeti plains of Africa,
I became intrigued
with a tribe called the Masai.
Meat for these people is a delicacy,
and the warriors in charge of butchering
the animal were eager to begin their feast.
I found their consumption of blood
an interesting prelude to their main course.
Living on a farm
in the Western world,
a life of self-sufficiency.
This lifestyle may appear barbaric
to urban dwellers.
Unlike the Masai,
who celebrate the slaughter of a cow,
the death of an animal on a farm
is one chore among many
for this modern-day pioneer.
Watching this rooster writhe in pain
around the barnyard,
the woman assured me
the bird had felt nothing.
Since its death is so sudden,
movement is caused by a nervous reflex.
Viewing this whole process,
I began to question my ability
to survive under these same conditions.
If necessity dictated
that I become my own provider,
I think I'd choose
the life of a vegetarian.
But what about people
who don't live on a farm?
Those of us who live
within the womb of a technological society?
Our carnivorous needs
must also be fulfilled.
To meet this enormous demand,
Western culture has developed
to feed the hungry masses.
It's called the slaughterhouse.
Life in this profession
begins early in the morning.
The death-dealing process
is an all-day affair.
One of the more grotesque slaughtering
techniques is the method of koshering.
Blessed by a rabbi, then slaughtered
by his hand, the animal bleeds to death.
This is said to be
a purifying process,
but as the cow choked on its own blood,
I could only feel pity.
Since the demand
for this meat is limited,
only a small percentage
is killed in this fashion.
The average American consumes
In a typical month, slaughterhouses across
the country will kill nearly 3 million cows
and 385,000 lambs.
Each individual along the assembly line
has his own specialty.
Day after day, they continue to work
in this environment of death.
When the novelty wears off,
the workers inform me
their job becomes a simple routine,
a way to make a living -
nothing more, nothing less.
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