have you been to a cemetery lately? it's inherently sad, so no one really looks around to complain. but if you go to a really old one, like one that's on the travel brochure for wherever you are "come see our really old cemetery. no new burials for the last 500 years," you might feel less connected and slightly less sentimental. there's no one's grandparent there, or even great grandparent. and if they charged you money to get in, you can really be critical of it the way the good lord intended. and the biggest thing we should look to remedy is the size of the headstones. acres of similarly sized stones, all saying nice things of the standard fare, and then you get to a giant behemoth stone: "timothy so-and-so, age 8" absolutely not. that kid accomplished nothing. if he did, the tombstone would say "timothy so-and-so, prodigy, genius, inventor of the water filter" or something like that. and then the size might make sense. but just having the stones be completely arbitrary in size is a waste of good walking time. "oh, that one is huge. must be someone of note. let's hoof it over there to get in some reading that leads to a good amount of nodding approvingly with our lower lip jutted out." only to get there to see it a 29 year old baby what passed away. all that walking for nothing. it would not be hard to give certain amounts of stone based on number of years lived, accomplishments achieved, and cool risks taken. then you would know when you ran (you'd be running now) over to a giant stone that you were in for a real treat. "whoa, this lady robbed 3 banks, started an orphanage, slept with a president, and lived to 102. this stone is deservedly enormous. hooray!"