(November 13, 2013 at 10:39 am)Cinjin Wrote: No its not. Not at all actually. If I chose to defend suicide for my 80 year old grandfather with pancreatic cancer that has absolutely nothing to do with me feeling that life has no meaning. Even if I defend a 20 year old man's right to kill himself because he got his dick blown off by an IED, I'm STILL not admitting that life has no meaning for ME. The meaning of life is subjective to each person and you are by no means an authority on what the meaning in my life or anyone elses actually is.
I claim no authority over someone else's life purpose.
What I claim is that defending suicide in any case is simply stating that life CAN lose its meaning.
So "meaning" in any life is actually weaker than "pain". This puts pain and comfort as the priority measurement of the value of life above meaning.
If pain and comfort are the measuring stick for a valuable life, those in pain are basically worthless, and this opens the door to many a moral dilemma.
This is not how humanity works. The value of life does not diminish because of the circumstances it undergoes. The value of life CANNOT diminish.
(November 13, 2013 at 10:39 am)Cinjin Wrote: Inspirational speeches aside, your rant still does not address the point. Some people have nothing left to make the climb, and universal answers for such difficult questions never work. Is suicide often the answer? No, I don't think so either, but to just assume that everyone has the ability to struggle through and find a happy ending is a small-minded notion. There is a level of suffering that no living thing should have to endure, and I believe that that level may vary greatly from person to person.
I make no claim to happy endings in this life. Sometimes we go into the maze to fight the beast and the beast wins.
Would you call that a worthless life? Should that person never have lived because they lost in the end?
If you measure life by pain, life becomes a meaningless dance around trying to just be comfortable. It becomes a SLAVE to comfort, and when comfort disappears, life becomes meaningless.
". . . let the atheists themselves choose a god. They will find only one divinity who ever uttered their isolation; only one religion in which God seemed for an instant to be an atheist." -G. K. Chesterton
