Since time immemorial, man has honored other men, and then some women too, by putting their name on a very heavy rock when they die. They then plant the rock on a piece of ground right above where the guest of honor has been dumped, and later visit the rock from time-to-time to make sure it hasn't wandered off.
Literally called a tomb stone, meaning a stone slab which adorns the "final resting place of the dearly departed who has passed away" (phrases strongly hinting that someone is "not having a very good day"), it usually weighs about two or three full-grown people. Tombstones are heavy like that to make sure they're difficult to move around or steal, just in case someone else needs one. The ones you can easily grab and run away with, on the other hand, are called headstones, and are made of such cheap materials and weather so badly that they normally go illegible within a few generations.
Surprisingly, few homeowners keep a tombstone in their homes or backyards, preferring to contract for them when the need arises. Even the more well-to-do, who could certainly afford to buy and store lots of tombstones usually forget to put one on their shopping list for decades at a time, thus badly neglecting their filial duties. Then, when they suddenly "just have to have one", it's all hurry hurry hurry, grab the first "ba-bye" stone they see, never mind the expense, or the color, or the texture. Just leaving everything to the last minute.
Tombstones started to appear when humans found themselves with too many large rocks and too much time on their hands. One day somebody saw one of their friends lying there, not even trying to move anymore, and thought "Why don't I put a big rock on top of him?". People took up the hobby, and for thousands of years took pleasure in crowning their moveless-others with massive stones. Then, after someone got the grandiose idea to dig a hole and toss one of the lying-around things into it, another guy came up with a plan to "carve" the name and stick figure of his now missing neighbor onto the stone that someone had thrown on top of where he now lived. This seemed like a good idea, because then people could point and talk about a specific missing guy above his back, so people kept on "carving". This led to bigger things.
Some of the longest lasting tombstones can be found in Egypt, where tens of thousands of them were piled one-on-top-the-other until they made one enormous tombstone, romantically called a "pyramid" by the local geometry-savvy. A few of these pyramids survive to the present day, but are so overrun by every Tom, Muhammed and Nancy--haunted vacation-tourists just itching to walk into a tomb--that the families seldom get a chance to visit.
The invention of the modern day portable tombstone - bigger than a breadbox, smaller than a hill, but just the right size to knock over with a good shoulder shove - came about when humans decided they needed something smaller to indicate where they had dumped grandpa. Soon they were cropping up all over the place, too many to count sometimes, and they were getting in the way of planting, and the children were tripping over them on their way to school, and this was getting way out of hand, so. . .
Where tombstones gather
. . .people decided to give them their very own grassy knolls. Just to keep them out of sight and out of mind. So everyone started to gather up their non-moving relatives and stuck them in something like a no-mans land. Tenderly bringing them flowers, flags, and little remembrances of home, families made sure that no-longer-Mom-and-Pop occupied a large quiet garden with a fence around it, where they wouldn't bother anybody very much and would have a hard time getting out of. Calling these places "cemeteries" or "graveyards" people then began to lug in big rocks to stake out their clan's territory. Competing tombstones soon became one of the main attraction of these places, like a sideshow for city-dwellers and "that thar yonder field where the cows cain't graze" for country folk.
As the years went by and nothing much happened in these storage lots, bored children and mentally deficient campfire dwellers just itching to stir up trouble - enemies of the cemetery, as it were - started to make up stories about them. Scary stories, full of ghosts and skeletons and naked witches. And tombstones usually had a prominent place in these stories. Goblins could hide behind them, badgers could dig holes under them, and every now and then someone could deface one with paint and cause a rededication. Pretty soon anyone who was everyone knew about them. These turned out to be pretty important rocks, as rocks with twitter-like chiseled messages go.
Well known tombstones
One of the best known tombstones is a round one that Jesus was trapped behind after suddenly falling ill. In the bible, if you can believe that scandal sheet, a couple of angels lugged the rock out of Jesus's way so he could walk away from his tomb. Ever since then, round tombstones have been the "in" thing for Son of God wannabees.
India's Taj Mahal was erected by a rich guy so he could brag about how much he loved his dead wife, who died giving birth to the horndog's 17th child. Patting himself on the back with stone, this continually balloning egotist hired thousands of artists, constuction workers, and refreshment carriages to work for over 20 years to put up a joint where he could bury his wife. Then right after he was finally able to stuff her in there he opened its doors to his adoring public. Fun and profit ensued.
Some Tombstones have tons of company. That place where the guys in the Second World War captured that sand, that has lots of Tombstones. So does Arlington National Cemetery in the U.S., where they scatter stones around on top the Kennedy crew, a few astronauts, some Supreme Court justices, and three-hundred-thousand boys who played with guns. The Kremlin Wall in Moscow is virtually one big tombstone, like a cement layer-cake chock-full of Russians - heroes and icons instead of chocolate and sprinkles. And then there were those people in Pompeii, tombstoned in the ass by Mount Vesuvius. In some places the damn things are a dime a dozen!
The future of our friend, the tombstone
While tombstones have now gone high-tech, complete with audio messages, video hellos from grandmama, and a streaming live feed on the net for the die-hard necrophiliphobiac, the future is even brighter for these ultimate pet rocks. Before long, the tombstone we'd all love to embrace will feature a holographic life history of the rags and bones beneath it; will have fold-out compartments for a bed, writing desk, and television/computer monitor; and will come equipped with a reverse periscopic viewing system with built in lighting so that you can watch your loved one dissolve in real time and not just have to imagine it. Never a dull moment!
Larger models will have walk-in kitchen modules, museum-quality dioramas portraying crucial incidents in the brief-time-on-earth of the person who has "passed away", and a carport equipped with a bed and wine cooler for the comfort and ease of mourners-with-benefits.
Euphemisms for tombstones
Most sane people get uncomfortable, itchy, and break out in hives when they overhear someone talking about tombstones. To accommodate them, mankind has invented many euphemisms so we can all avoid the subject, yet still discuss it in mixed-company.
Among the more popular euphemisms for tombstones are "Forty acres and a mule" (the 40-acres are the boneyard, the mule is the tombstone), "Between a rock and a hard place" (self-explanatory), "Buddy, can you spare a dime?" (the dime is the tombstone, "Buddy" is a guy who has lots of tombstones), and "A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush" (the hand is the tombstone, the birds are all dead, and the bush is heaven and all the goodies the two birds will receive once they poke their beaks in there).
A tip for the clueless: Any time anyone talks about anything euphemismy, they're generally talking about a tombstone. Just remember, a rolling stone gathers no moss. So make hay while the sun shines.
- Look out below!
- Just laying around
- A Tombstone Adventure!
- A tombstone under the sea
- Walk-in Tombstones
- ↑ "They look so lifelike!"
- ↑ Out of sight, out of mind, and divide up the silverware evenly!
- ↑ And your guess is as good as Princess Diana's - the people's Princess laid-out cute as a bug and dainty as a tulip on her brother's income-producing little-fairy-tale-island - why they're called that.
- ↑ Quite a trick, show us another.
- ↑ "Come on snookims, just one more. What can go wrong?"
- ↑ "Passing away" is kind of like "passing gas," except Mother Nature ups the ante.
- ↑ Euphemisms hide the main topic while directed us to it. For example, "Wink wink, nudge nudge" actually means "sweat dancing on a warm summer's night"