Disabling long-term memory writing gives me the same bad taste as orgasmium. It’s cheating, and anyway, why live forever if it only feels to you like a minute? Isn’t that, from the Fun perspective, kind of like only living for a minute?
Personally, I’m a big fan of cheating. We’ve already cheated nature. Many of us are hoping to cheat death. Why stop there, when you can cheat sadness too?
why live forever if it only feels to you like a minute?
If what it feels like is all that matters, why not just let someone live for a minute and make it feel like forever? Also, nobody remembers being anybody else, but I would still consider it more ethical for there to be many people than for there to be one.
I’m a huge fan of cheating too. I just don’t want the person being cheated be myself.
We’ve already cheated nature. Many of us are hoping to cheat death. Why stop there, when you can cheat sadness too?
I’m happy to cheat all of those things. However to cheat those at the expense of losing things I value—like my long term memory—is to lose purpose. I’d prefer not to be sad, but if I must wirehead myself so that I don’t feel sadness I’m sure as heck not going to do it by obliterating my ability to store my ongoing experience.
Disabling long-term memory writing gives me the same bad taste as orgasmium. It’s cheating, and anyway, why live forever if it only feels to you like a minute? Isn’t that, from the Fun perspective, kind of like only living for a minute?
Personally, I’m a big fan of cheating. We’ve already cheated nature. Many of us are hoping to cheat death. Why stop there, when you can cheat sadness too?
If what it feels like is all that matters, why not just let someone live for a minute and make it feel like forever? Also, nobody remembers being anybody else, but I would still consider it more ethical for there to be many people than for there to be one.
I’m a huge fan of cheating too. I just don’t want the person being cheated be myself.
I’m happy to cheat all of those things. However to cheat those at the expense of losing things I value—like my long term memory—is to lose purpose. I’d prefer not to be sad, but if I must wirehead myself so that I don’t feel sadness I’m sure as heck not going to do it by obliterating my ability to store my ongoing experience.