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Ashes to ASCII Given the volatile life expectancy of the average Internet start-up, it seems only natural that developers are increasingly turning their attention to that inevitable, last-gasp revenue pump, the Grim Reaper. Before the death of the web, there's death on the web: software that helps you shut down your system one last time; funeral-casts featuring superfluously live video; HTML sim-eteries where souls, once animate, now exist as marketing data for aftercare
consultants At the moment, web-based funerary applications are in their infancy, but their future success seems all but guaranteed. Indeed, Time Eternal, which has always favored the death-merchants, has a special dividend in store starting around the year 2010; that's when the first Baby Boomers, despite decades of aerobics classes, antioxidant megadoses, arterial scrapes, vigorous colonics regimens, and facial rejuvenation programs, will start to drop dead in record numbers. The annual
mortality rate hovering at around 2.3 million, will suddenly increase by at least several hundred thousand; the nation's undertakers, coffin
manufacturers therapists, and other sundry
entrepreneurs depend upon a healthy inventory of corpses are already anticipating the happy days to come. Of course, the Boomers will bring a downside with them too. After lifetimes of no-frills comparison-shopping at box retail giants like Price Costco and Wal-Mart, the great majority of surviving spouses will undoubtedly reject the high margins the funeral business has historically enjoyed. As customers search for better deals, the relatively noncompetitive nature of the business will change; some industry mavericks are already raising the ire of their colleagues with their progressive sales techniques. One cemetery in California has been known to offer two-for-one plot sales. A funeral director in Illinois hawks discount coffins out of a barebones strip mall location. And just imagine how the competition will increase when companies that haven't traditionally included death in their business plan begin to understand the opportunities their aging clientele present: With cradle-to-grave marketing all the rage now, can a Pottery Barn coffin, handcrafted by Italian artisans in the classical style of Etruscan funeral caskets, be far off? Or headstone-washed burial garb from Levi's? And what better way to create a stylish-to-the-end "memory picture" than with a little Pallor eyeshadow from Urban
Decay necrophagia is bound to catch the fancy of soon-to-expire consumers engaged in their final, poignant credit-card sprees: Why pay higher prices for stuff you've never heard of when you can buy funeral products from the brands that have given your life its meaning? Oh, well. Nothing lasts forever, not even fantastic mark-ups on ugly jewelry for dead people. Funeral directors will surely mourn the loss of such robust revenue streams, but if anyone knows about grief management, they do. In the end, the river of profit is eternal - one must simply learn to catch its newest currents. It was this philosophy that helped transform a modest sideline enterprise for cabinet-makers into an approximately $9 billion a year business in the U.S. alone- and now with Jessica Mitford gone, and no comparable contrarian stepping up to take her place as industry watchdog, one imagines the nation's undertakers may once again give free rein to their most unabashedly hucksterish impulses as they learn to capitalize on a whole new array of digital death services. Or at least one hopes... Because right now, the nascent death software industry is in desperate need of entrepreneurial vision. Sure, cyberfunerals have a certain appeal: It's easier to fake attendance - and grief :'-( - on the net. But how many people, for example, really need a program that helps them kill themselves? It's sort of like recipe databases: another "solution" that turns what was once a cheap and simple process into something complicated and expensive - technological overkill. courtesy of St. Huck
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