Thoughts on the Lost Finale (Possible Spoilers)

I have reluctantly watched Lost each season it’s been on. I am not going to write anything about the lack of minority characters because the cast is refreshingly diverse. But I have one thing to criticize has to with the final act of the season finale.
Spoliers to follow….

So, whose funeral did Jack go to? We may or may not find out next season, considering how the writers like to leave questions unanswered. What clues do we have? 1) It’s a man, 2) He’s from New York, 3) Jack’s guilt is exacerbated by his death, and 4) No one, especially from the island, cares that he died.
My problem with all the speculation has to deal with the assumption that people are making that it has to be a black person. The funeral takes place in a funeral home in a black neighborhood. That doesn’t mean that he’s black. Whoever made the arrangements probably went with the best available option. I’m not going to write anymore about it because it’s obvious what my problem with those assumptions.

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This post was written by Bedlam on May 24, 2007

Michele

"What!" Are we talking about Lost or our assimilation into mainstream America. If we are talking about Lost then you never know who the funeral is for. Lost makes you believe one thing but it is truly about something else.

Beezy

Considering the level of depth in the script writing for Lost (as long-winded as it is). I would say that the funeral is for an African-American. I support this by knowing that the funeral home/ burial industry is probably the single-most segregated institution in our country and a writer with a pulse would understand this fact. However, an exception can be argued that a non-black could live in the neighborhood if they have descended from the heights of society whereas they have to live in an alternative socio-economic or ethnic group to survivie. As a race African-Americans view themselves as reluctant outcasts to the mainstream fiber of American and we often absorb others who are different into our communities and our lives because as a race we collectively understand the individual, in question, and thus we give shelter.