RE: Sort of a complicated question, I'll try to ask. How was I born me and not another?
October 13, 2016 at 2:38 pm
(This post was last modified: October 13, 2016 at 2:49 pm by The Grand Nudger.)
(October 13, 2016 at 2:29 pm)EruptedCarcassBloat Wrote:(October 13, 2016 at 12:07 pm)Rhythm Wrote: I thought we'd already established that your parents had something to do with that? Many parents do end up asking themselves that very same question in another form;Okay, it just came to me that I could ask the question a little bit simpler.
"Why did we have to have a kid, we could have bought a pet rock, and we'd be sitting on the beach sipping fruity ass drinks right now!"
What are the chances of me actually being born?
Obviously, 100%, unity...here you are. Recall one of the first things I said, in response to your question?
Quote:...just flirtation with an inapplicable fascination towards the improbability of outcomes.
It's something that we do, our minds gravitate towards those sorts of questions. Trouble is, not every question we're capable of asking ourselves or others is informative, or even coherent.
More clinically, I'd point you, to the question above...at average rates of conception relative to incidence of sexual intercourse...weighed against the amount of pregnancies carried to term vs those that are not. That wouldn't be satisfying, though, would it. It's not what you're talking about, even though it -is- what you're asking.
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