#8 -- really, zpe? No way I would want to live forever. I see things on this planet going downhill quickly. I don't want to be here when it completely falls apart and we enter another dark age.
Monoculture, superbugs, wars, etc. will ensure this happens sooner than later. I'm glad I at least got the bulk of my lifetime (hopefully all) of it before this happens.
#9 | POSTED BY GOATMAN AT 2014-05-06 12:25 AM | FLAG:
The potential for a wrong turn is certainly there. No doubt about it.
Yet, there is so much reason for optimism yet. We live in the greatest era to have ever lived in, materially at least.
I'm not well off. But my place is too small for all my junk. I was looking in the closet the other day and quietly realized to myself how ridiculous we are. My gf and I alone have too many jackets to fit in it. It's not all some ridiculous fashion thing - I have a heavy black fleece, great for working on automotive stuff in the cold - doesn't show oil and grease stains much - a couple rather dressy leather jackets that match most outfits well for going out, a wind and water resistant nylon one I use as a shell for snowboarding and hiking, either over other stuff, or as a light single layer itself, and more hoodies than I can justify, etc.
Rambling on about my clothes because there was a time, be it centuries, or even decades ago in places, where most people had a work coat, and if they were lucky or somewhat successful, maybe a nice Sunday one. Same for shoes. I have hiking, running, work boots, dive and snowboarding boots. My grandfather used to cobble his own. I give spares to Goodwill.
Not boasting. Again, I'm far from well off. We have a couple cars, though. Those were once a luxury only the rich had. Where people once toughed it out in the elements, we have a lovely climate-controlled home. Where once, knowledge was hard-fought for, I have libraries, the breadth of human knowledge quite literally at my fingertips. Not even fingertips. Like something out of a sci-fi twenty years ago I can look at my phone, say "ok Google," and it will answer virtually my every query.
Material things don't really matter that much. I realize how much wealth we have, and yet people don't seem happier. I'll acknowledge that. It's tragic really. I haven't worried about having enough to eat in years, even though throughout most of human history, starvation was only one bad season away. We have shelter, friends half a world and yet only a few seconds away. It's so easy for most people to overlook that. But we really are living in the greatest time ever to be alive. That might be temporary, but if not, I promise you, I could happily go on living so long as there was another perfect morning waking up to bright new things, a wonderful woman wrapped up in my arms, and some new scientific discovery on the horizon. I'll be okay with dying when there's no one new to interact with, nothing left to discover, and nothing left to understand about how and why the universe works.
Until then, it's pretty much that whole "Do Not Go Gently" thing.