Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
I totally empathize with Eliezer, and I’m afraid that I might be similarly burned out if I had been trying this for as long.
If we know a meteor is about to hit earth, having only D days to prepare, what is rational for person P? Depending on P and D, any of the following might be rational: throw an end of the world party, prep to live underground, shoot ICBMs at the meteor, etc.
Agreed. Also here’s the poem that goes with that comment:
I totally empathize with Eliezer, and I’m afraid that I might be similarly burned out if I had been trying this for as long.
But that’s not who I want to be. I want to be Harry who builds a rocket to escape Azkaban, the little girl that faces the meteor with a baseball bat, and the general who empties his guns into the sky against another meteor (minus all his racism and shit).
I bet I won’t always have the strength for that – but that’s the goal.
If we know a meteor is about to hit earth, having only D days to prepare, what is rational for person P? Depending on P and D, any of the following might be rational: throw an end of the world party, prep to live underground, shoot ICBMs at the meteor, etc.