Doomed to Pollute

I have the feeling that even when I drop dead something about the way my body rots will ruin life on earth in some way for all those who follow. I seem doomed to pollute. Couldn’t my cadaver be transformed into a special liqueur of some kind to bring a little pleasure to monks? Or more practically, into bio-fuel to operate a plough? I could literally dig my own furrow.

– Pete Townshend