We all deal with loss, death, in widely different ways. Some pragmatic people can objectively view death as an inevitable event in one's life, and that mourning is not only pointless, but self destructive. Some are just the opposite, creatures driven by emotion. These are the people you see kissing cadavers, bawling heavily, falling into crevasses of sadness, self-imposed. While I like to think that I am somewhere in between, everyone is driven by emotion to some extent. Hamlet, for example, is almost entirely driven by emotion. He mourns his father's death heavily, holding bitter resentment towards his father for being so selfish as to die. However, when Hamlet learns of his father's murder, all those useless emotions evolve into a new beast. One of anger, one of plotting, one of proposed madness. This impetus was critical to impregnate Hamlet with a revenge baby, yet these rogue emotions have their own effects. While they began as helpers, pushing Hamlet to an unfortunate end goal, they sooner consumed and forced him to lose sight of himself, and even of his goals. Which is why logic and pragmatism must prevail over emotional bigotry, all too prevalent in this day and age.