Yeah, I just dont want people googling my name, since I use it elsewhere, and also where my real world aquantences can find me. Stupid on my part, but I'm trying to fix it.
Well then you've just gotten a lesson: "Don't do stupid things that you can't undo." Remember that lessons aren't just for you, they're for everyone. People see you being followed around by this, maybe they'll be a little less likely to do it themselves. That's why most of the nanny-state laws are bad. People are not impressed by being told that they must wear seat belts, use condoms, or avoid taking LSD outdoors. We have to spend a zillion dollars in tax money and repeal our own civil rights to get them to behave themselves. But when one of their friends goes through a windshield, gets pregnant or AIDS, or stares into the sun for five minutes and ends up blind, it might have more of an impact and the total cost to society is lower.
Besides, no name is unique. I figured "All Is One" was something inscrutably metaphysical.
The curse of bipolar. When I get better, I can't take back the things I've said.
I want to capture a bear in Alaska and take him to Antarctica. I'll make a fortune for being able to go on tour with the world's first bipolar bear.
you don't believe in reincarnation?
Probably not. The kooks I know who do say that it's governed by a set of rules almost as complicated as the tax code. You have to endure the life you were given because it's some kind of lesson, challenge or punishment. Ending it prematurely is a worse violation of the rules than genocide. You'll be sent to Karma Prison: come back as a Baffin Island Cootie with a ten-thousand year lifespan.
If they care about her, why do they want her to suffer/live instead of dying?
It might have been better to say "people who love her." When someone you love dies, you can't help grieving, no matter how much you can appreciate the fact that her suffering has ended. Suicide is the worst possible way to lose a loved one. Because she had a choice, you spend the rest of your life wondering what you could have done differently to help her get her life onto a more positive path.
Sorry, I'm taking this a bit personally because just yesterday a friend's nephew offed himself, his own son's best pal. The poor kid is inconsolable and wracked with guilt.
I've known three or four people who are still living with the suicide of a loved one. I don't mean to be too terribly insensitive, and I admit that this is not true in all cases or perhaps even most cases, but for some people one of the motivations for suicide is to punish the people who love them.
Only a couple of years ago, a good friend said almost exactly that same thing to me. After a "unexpected" stroke, he's now a vegetable in a nursing home. Fraggle, there's usually nothing you can do once something like that happens to ya'. If you're truly serious about it, then you'll "check out" while you still have all of your faculties to do it.
My wife and I are aware of each other's wishes and there's an ostrich egg full of water ready for each of us. Unfortunately it is indeed difficult to get the medical establishment to follow these instructions because every day they can keep you alive is more money in their pocket. And to be more charitable, it's not easy for a person who has devoted himself to saving lives to watch somebody die.
My mother lived all alone and when she had a stroke she just lay patiently on the floor. Unfortunately she lived in a trailer park--excuse me, "mobile home community"--for geezers and after two days the neighbors started saying, "Has anybody seen Granny Fraggle?" They called the cops and she ended up in a warehouse. She had all the forms on file and we carefully chose a place that promised to obey them, but they still violated them and tube-fed her after her next stroke, giving her another year that she didn't want. Her sister did a better job, she lived in a mobile out in the middle of the desert and by the time anybody found her she was part of the landscape.
Still, I really do believe that the Baby Boomers, whose wants and needs have been changing our culture ever since the Hula Hoop and rock'n'roll, will get the rules rewritten about end-of-life issues. At the very least, people will be able to spend their last days smoking some
really good drugs.
First off, I sincerly apologize for putting this in the general science section, and I'm going to tell you why: the last time (a few months ago) I'd been here the first board was Free Thoughts, and I didnt immidiatly absorb the new layout, supposingly because I was generally upset.
We knew that was going to happen when we shuffled the index around. It's easy enough to move threads, so if the moderator left it here obviously he doesn't think it's a big problem. This certainly does not belong in Free Thoughts, maybe Human Science or Science and Society if you want to get picky. This is close enough.
I think I will start writing, poetry and short stories and the like.
People have been exorcising their demons that way for millennia. It must work.
Its nice to know even those who have complete anonymity here can still show they care and not laugh, hand me some potassium cyanide in water and show me the door.
This is a "virtual community" and it works. People have been adept at building new kinds of social relationships since the first extended family unit of hunter-gatherers figured out how to cultivate a food crop (fig trees if you're wondering), built a permanent settlement, and had to learn to live in harmony and cooperation with people from outside their family.
Btw, I really think I would rather live sometime in the past before society became economic and independent....The fact that we no longer have interdependant, tribal group dynamics and the defined, appreciated social roles wherein is dissapointing once I realized thats pretty much what the fuck is wrong with everything now.
Well.... Up until very recently, people have been able to choose between staying in the Mesolithic Era (nomadic hunter-gatherers living with "tribal group dynamics") or showing up at the edge of the nearest village or city and asking, "Hey how can I get in on this deal?" People have been voting with their feet and the winner is: Civilization! Of course there have always been a handful of people who didn't like it and voted the other way, returning to the wilderness to live by their hunting, fishing and bear-fighting skills. That option is not really available any more except in stark places like Alaska. I think people like you would have an easier time sorting life out if you had that option available. Even if you decided to stay where you are, the process of making that choice just has to be beneficial.