They say the death comes for us all, but there are far too many of us. So death outsources the job to contractors and subcontractors. And to be blunt, they’re about three steps down from Amazon gig workers. They get paid for speed and not as much for accuracy. Which is why someone who was never smoked or drank and jogs every day can kill over at the feet of a 90 year-old drunk smoker. Or kids getting cancer. Or saints struck by lightning. And rotten people who live long lives, well, those are often those fucking incompetent contractors.