Although one doesn’t cringe easily at hard to discern or accept situations, some oddities of the youthful kind, or of the ‘some-riffs-are-strangely-similar-to-a-certain-other-band’ circumstance, do entice some cringe-worthy moments in one’s erstwhile dull, dreary life.
Since the two species were first established, there has always been a pact between the two. They shall not intervene in each other’s circumstances, provided none ask for the intervention.
Seeking counsel with the nether realm of the death, therefore, is a blatant request for intervention, of all and sundry…and an excellent recipe for some truly scenic apparitions.