Well, until folks get over this religious thing of all of the dead rising on the day of redemption (meant figuratively, I suspect, not literally), we’ll keep plowing them into the ground.
Certain Jewish sects are real fanatical about it, including having every piece of the body buried. Spilled blood can even be sopped up on a cloth and placed in the coffin.
Catholics are almost as obsessive, shoving everyone into the ground and when the Cemetery fills up, they dig 'em all up and shove the moldy bones into a charnel house under the church, to gather dust, scare the crap out of visitors, or to be used in bazaar bits of artwork lining church walls. (Disgusting!) Though, they call the charnel house the catacombs and don’t always store the bones intact. Skulls might be here, thigh and shin bones there, and so on, which might cause a bit of confusion if the dead do rise and they have to go fishing around for all of their parts.
Mummies were different because they figured the whole person went to heaven. Of course, during the latter half of the 18th century and the early part of the 1900s, so many mummies were found in the sands that they developed a whole commercial enterprise around them. Mummies were burned in the boilers of steam engines for fuel, mummies were ground into powder for medicine, mummies were stripped of their wrappings, which were imported by the ton to the US for paper making, mummies were tossed about and burned, some went into fertilizer and a whole bunch were shipped over here for ‘house parties’.
That was a grisly little affair where the well heeled had a drunken party based around a mummy case, then opened it, awing the guests, ripped off the wrappings and studied the desiccated mess left behind, pocketing any artifacts found. Afterwards, the body was dumped with the trash or burned in the garden weed pile.
Pleasant way to spend an evening. I guess the rising from the dead thing doesn’t apply to anyone not your own particular brand of religion, so you can kick the corpse around.
Personally, I figure cremation is the way to go, but that religious thing still nags at everyone, who seem to feel that a handful of ashes isn’t going to rise very well at the end of the world. I wonder why no religious leader has ever pointed out that it is the soul or ‘spiritual’ body which will rise. (That gets a bit contradictory also, because once you die, don’t you go to heaven, hell or purgatory? So, who’s left to rise?)
I don’t know, but I’ve seen some bodies after they’ve lain around in a coffin under the dirt for a few years or months and the movie ‘Day of the Dead’ isn’t far off. So, if I have a choice of being entombed, to mostly rot into a fetid liquid, which drains into the bottom of the coffin, ruining those over priced silken linings, to be covered with a mold the consumes your tissues, then to crumble into a shrunken, putrescent mass of bone and worm food; to lay in an over priced box, which will eventually leak and probably turn you into a slurry resembling loose s**t, or the clean, quick reduction to a mass of ashes and baked teeth to be scattered to the 4 winds, I’d take the latter.
(Man! Capitol run on sentence!)
Besides, 100 years down the road, someone will decide that a strip plaza should go well where the Cemetery is, buy the darn thing up, remove the bodies and poke them somewhere else and not be real careful about it. At that rate, eventually we’d have a catchall Cemetery about the size of Texas. The smell should be very interesting.