Death Parade ~ A Rant About Why the Show Isn’t Going to Hell

Management: Unlike more formal entries, this post is just me kind of freewheeling some hate I’ve worked up on something or other. I intend they be civil, but they are rants. They are demonstrably more passionately accusatory towards something or someone, but the points I’ll make will at least be coherent. I won’t do these on a regular basis. They’ll just spontaneously spring to mind one day in a conversation, and I’d rather at least the reasonableness, if not the rhetoric, of my sentiments remain etched somewhere for other people to read and reference.

Every Death Parade discussion that I’ve skimmed through had people dropping and arguing opinions. Not a whole lot of surprise there. It happens for most, if not all, shows. But there’s something about the type of opinion being expressed and debated in Death Parade that seems to be unique to it, special to it. This “specialness” is where the focal point of these opinions are concentrated: posts and polemics about good and evil and heaven and hell of all variations.

They frustrates me.

My public health professor posed a question about the infamous “Typhoid Mary.” People opined about who was right and wrong, while here I was, the only person in my class who thought this question about Typhoid Mary was dumb.

Here I am now, thinking that these Death Parade discussions about morality were dumb.

[Award] Inspector of Some Other Color, or Eight Arbitrarily Chosen Questions I Decided to Ask Anime Fans to Make Them Think and/or Suffer

Management: Management here. You may be wondering what the difference is between the Management me and the non-Management me. I don’t strive to be extremely formal when it comes to blog posts, but the Management me does try to write most of them with a certain level of polite sophistication so I can be all authoritative and whatnot. The non-Management me, the one you’ll see much more often goofing off on Anitwitter, could care a lot less. I feel like the nature of this post demands the non-Management me’s eccentricities more than the Management me’s niceties, so I’m just going to be a sadist. I’ll try to be interesting with this post, as always, but I’m going to have fun with it too.

I’ll be disappointed if you back out later.

I hope you know what you’re getting into.

So without further ado.