Recently a friend of mine asked me if I had ever heard of The
Euthanasia Coaster. Apparently it is a roller coaster designed to end the life
of its passengers through cerebral oxygen deprivation brought on by excessive
G-force. Passengers are subjected to an initial drop of 1,600 ft (reaching a
speed of 220 Mph) before being taken through 10 sequential inversions designed
to bring about unconsciousness and death. It is designed for 24 passengers and
the ride duration would be about 3 ½ minutes.
The coaster is only conceptual in nature and was designed and
prototyped by Lithuanian engineer Julijonas Urbonas. Urbonas stated that he
wished to create something that would take lives “with elegance and euphoria.”
His scale model was displayed at the HUMAN+ display at the Science Gallery in
Dublin. As one might expect, the idea has drawn the ire of many anti-euthanasia
groups who feel that it might romanticize the idea of suicide.
Even assuming a shift in cultural norms would allow such a
device to become a reality, I can foresee some ironic red-tape. For instance,
to operate they would have to have the apparatus safety inspected and certified
for public use. Can you imagine the opening of the roller coaster being delayed
because they failed the safety inspection? How would you like to be the guy who
has to inform the park owner that he cannot, in good conscious, allow them to
operate an intentionally-fatal roller coaster with the structural integrity of
the rivets in turn three being in question? Would the ride operators still be
required to check everyone’s safety harness to prevent injury?
One person, commenting on the concept, expressed concern that
he would have to share his final ride with 23 strangers (including one in the
seat beside him). I suppose that would be a legitimate concern, especially if
the person beside you thought they were getting on a regular rollercoaster and
realized their mistake about halfway up the first drop. No one wants to spend
their final moments listening to someone having panic attack after they realize
that the last rites administered by the park employee was not just a clever
gimmick.
With my luck, I would get stuck next to some inconsiderate
jack-wagon who keeps taking loud personal phone calls on the way up. I imagine
it would be difficult to spend your last moments contemplating the release of
your eternal soul while the guy beside you is beseeching his ex for closure by
reminding her that he is “about to die and stuff for real.”
Despite the macabre nature of such a device, it does have
several benefits that traditional roller coasters do not. You can rest assured
that there will not be a long line at the souvenir photo booth and your PR
department would have to worry about bad press if someone dies on one of your
rides. There would be a loss of revenue from the “I survived The Euthanasia
Coaster” T-shirts.
Although accurate, I do feel like the name could use a little
sprucing up. It just seems too clinical and detached (much like the ride
attendants would have to be). Perhaps something more subtle like “The Sunset Experience”
or “The Flat-liner Ferry.” A corporate sponsorship from National Funeral
Directors Association or any number of Swedish death-metal bands could offset maintenance costs. They could even have a
cheeky billboard on the final loop that says, “If you can read this, you should
probably ask for a refund!”
If such an idea took off, it could become an entire theme
park. A Six Flags over Eternity if you will. For instance, the Euthanasia
Coaster could be bundled with the Crematorium Log Plume for a comprehensive
internment experience. Some might simply prefer to take their chances with the
overpriced (and questionably refrigerated) potato salad from the Last Meal Cafe.
There would of course be a gift shop for keepsakes and make your own urn
station for the kids. There would be no need to license expensive characters
like Universal or Disney, just a few characters from Greek mythology for photo
ops. It may not be the happiest place on Earth, but I doubt you will hear many complaints.
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