After a ripple or two, the water closes over your head as if you had never existed. You are not indispensable after all. Your fellow townsmen will have something to talk about for a few days. Your neighbour's will profess shock and enjoy it. One or two might miss you, perhaps your family, who will resent the disgrace. Your creditors will resent the inconvenience. Your lawyers will be pleased. Your psychiatrist will be displeased. The priest or minister or rabbi will say a few words over you and down you will go on the green tapes and that's the end of you. In a surprisingly short time, everyone is back in the rut of his own self as if you had never existed.