How much do you weigh?

7 pounds? Interesting question since my husband and I went on a movie marathon today and saw 2 movies…let me set up my logic so bear with me for a moment! (and yes I meant BEAR)

4 Christmases: hmmm had one yesterday and it sucked. The In-law clan got together. Really dry ham and purgatory turkey breast….the mash potatoes and dressing were good for the first hour – after that…DRY. You know holidays bring out more about what YOU DON’T have then what you do. Hmm let’s use yesterday’s example shall we:
THE CLAN
Mom & Dad
4 boys
5 daughter-in-laws (3 removed)
7 grandchildren
2 grandchildren-in-laws (1 removed)
(then it’s the aunts, uncles, cousins thrown in with a
few snotty noses-where’s my fuzzy bunny etc)

The monarch of the family (who rules by the way) starts as soon as most people get there about WHO isn’t’ there and WHY they aren’t there and HOW come they won’t be there! Enough of that to turn one grandchild in tears not once, not twice, but THREE TIMES in less than 2 hours! Then said monarch called soon to be ex-daughter-in-law to find said missing-grandchild – then invites the soon to be ex (her son – really NOT wanting his MOTHER to get INVOLVED – too late)

Throughout the day; 5 of the grandchildren show (1 is excused since he lives in WA) that leaves ONE MIA – ONE, again let me repeat myself – ONE. Well into the night, as the clan filters its way OUT the door – us left standing (ok sitting) are in the rerun from HELL with why so&so should be here and why can’t they just come and all – it was hard to follow the monarch’s thinking because it was leading to places I just plain got confused from one moment to another….thus after 10 hours – my quiet reserved husband – EXPLODED at his MOTHER for her constant nick picking of the family and who should be where and what and how rude and so forth --- I THINK HE REALLY BLEW THE MOTHER LOAD of all holiday cheer possible. The aftermath hasn’t been forth seen but I know it’s coming!!

SO THE REAL DIRECTION OF THIS POST:
Will Smith in “7 pounds” – morbid logic at its best. Here is a successful guy, smart, MIT, wife – has a car accident (texting on phone around a corner) and cause’s 7 people to lose their lives…he blames himself…SO he takes on his brothers identity (IRS agent) and audits people’s lives to see WHO is most deserving – finds 7 people (has to weed out some of the rift raft though) – 7 PEOPLE

In the end – this is a story about SUICIDE to justify the means – 7 PEOPLE who deserve to live when he wants to die. Die because he lost. Die because he felt lost. Die because he didn’t care anymore…

7 pounds – I’m trying to the math but my math is fuzzy and there isn’t really a lot to find quickly before I forget why I wanted to post this…….SEVEN POUNDS that’s what the director implies what ALL the DONATED ORGANS would weigh….it came down to the point that he fell in love AGAIN with the woman he planned on giving his HEART to – literally! HE saw it as a sacrifice. His way of paying forward for what HE had done wrong.

Now here’s the tricky part and an ethical one – should suicide victims (are they victims?) be able to say who gets what organ or can they really give an organ? Don’t you have to be a SOUND MIND to sign the waivers, living wills? SOOOO THIS HAS ME THINKING – actually RE-thinking the whole, hmmmm so what happens if you overdose but you have checked on your license to be a organ donor? WILL THEY USE what YOU didn’t want to?