Edit: I understand that initial meaning of that phrase is different, but the issue seems really interesting for me nonetheless.
Iβve heard people give different answers to what Socrates meant when he said that. What did he really mean?
Imagine you're a soul about to enter the world and you're given a choice.
a) Live a life of equal parts suffering and pleasure that will end prematurely
b) Live no life at all
What do you choose?
What if the life is 90% pleasure 10% suffering?
What if the life is 10% pleasure 90% suffering?
1, 25, 50, 75, 99% of its natural life span?
My logic right now is that farm animals are bred for consumption so their existence is predicated on it. So if people didn't consume them they wouldn't get a life and as you can guess for me the answer to the question is a) some of the time. Obviously if I were given a life of suffering that only benefited people with a meal they enjoyed, I'd probably pass on life, but if I were to enjoy my life I would accept life.
If you agree then wouldn't we be better to pursue regulation ensuring better treatment of animals rather than trying to end the practice entirely?
If you don't agree, why not?
Everyone experiences life differently, and each person has different tolerance level.
Its like everyone is handed a different burger. And if you didnt like it, society be like: how dare you dislike the "gift of burger". You are sick and need to see a doctor until you like your burger.
Life is just too different for everyone, and it's impossible to say every life is worth living or every life is good.
Some life sucks really really bad, if you are one of the people that says all life is worth living, you are just lucky u got a decent burger.
Hi, I'm really struggling with this, and I would really appreciate some advice. My dog is 12, and he has congestive heart failure. His heart is super enlarged. He's had 3 times when he had to go on oxygen at the vet for multiple days... we've spent more than $10,000 on this over the last year or so. My husband and I love this dog. He's been with us through deployments, happy times, sad times... I can't imagine being without him. The fact is, though, we had to carry him home from his walk tonight and he was coughing and strangers in the street were asking if he was ok. We don't want to put him on oxygen again, but now he's eating less and coughing more and I just don't know how we'll decide not to do the oxygen, or when it will be time to end his life peacefully. Any experience you have would be helpful, my and my husband's hearts are breaking over this.
why do i keep getting up? why do i keep eating and drinking? why is it that i dont just swallow a bunch of pills and hope for the best? no point
When absolutely all your dreams and hopes go straight to trash because you was too stupid to make right decisions, it is soul crushing, it is truly destroys you.
I tried to make something out of my life and failed, now it's all gone. Only regrets remain.
I can't go to the past and fix everything.
I can't live without what I could have.
I refuse to live like that, slowly rotting away, miserable and bitter.
I did very thorough research how to kill myself some time ago and I have already ordered everything.
Wish me luck and courage please.
Love to you all.
I'm not suicidal but I wish I were never born. I think most of the people are in pain most of the times. Every time this statement comes up reply is always something bullshit like that guy is in more pain than you or that girl is more unfortunate than you. Like what the actual fuck. I have nothing to do with them.
Fuck football. Fuck fandom. Fuck innovation in broadcasting. Fuck everything. Just give me more vipers suck memes.
No motivation, interests or anything
No friends or family
No money
No dreams
Just being an outcast no one gives a shit about......
Lads I'm here to tell you that work is shit and company men should be reviled. I'm sitting here hammered on a 4x whiskey and juice after my 4th 13 hour shift because my piece of shit company could not care less about me. They're a private company and keep saying that they're all about family, but they mean their family. Not mine. Not yours. Not Travis's. Oh, you have a family emergency? Get fucked, you have to come to work. Your newborn lamb had to be bottle fed so he doesn't die because his mom is being a bitch? Fuck it, let it die we need you. I hate being a mechanic and never wanted to do this for money, I just needed a job and wrenching pays really well.
I don't mean to be a downer but I'm just so sick of this shit guys. I just want my business to take off so I can leave and run my own place. Then I can provide a job for my best friend so he can get out of the rat race as well.
Thank you for your time.
