Eliezer, why do you hate death so much? I understand why you’d hate it as much as the social norm wants you to say you do, but not so much more. People don’t hate death, and don’t even say they hate death nearly as much as you do. I can’t think of a simpler hypothesis than “Eliezer is a mutant”.
Now, of course, throwing in the long, painful agony of children changes something.
“Every human culture had expended vast amounts of intellectual effort on the problem of coming to terms with death. Most religions had constructed elaborate lies about it, making it out to be something other than it was – though a few were dishonest about life, instead. But even most secular philosophies were warped by the need to pretend that death was for the best. ¶ It was the naturalistic fallacy at its most extreme — and its most transparent, but that didn’t stop anyone. Since any child could tell you that death was meaningless, contingent, unjust, and abhorrent beyond words, it was a hallmark of sophistication to believe otherwise.” —Margit in ‘Border Guards’ by Greg Egan
Eliezer, why do you hate death so much? I understand why you’d hate it as much as the social norm wants you to say you do, but not so much more. People don’t hate death, and don’t even say they hate death nearly as much as you do. I can’t think of a simpler hypothesis than “Eliezer is a mutant”.
Now, of course, throwing in the long, painful agony of children changes something.
“Every human culture had expended vast amounts of intellectual effort on the problem of coming to terms with death. Most religions had constructed elaborate lies about it, making it out to be something other than it was – though a few were dishonest about life, instead. But even most secular philosophies were warped by the need to pretend that death was for the best. ¶ It was the naturalistic fallacy at its most extreme — and its most transparent, but that didn’t stop anyone. Since any child could tell you that death was meaningless, contingent, unjust, and abhorrent beyond words, it was a hallmark of sophistication to believe otherwise.” —Margit in ‘Border Guards’ by Greg Egan