Suicide with a foreword by Forgetting Sarah Marshall

I'm currently watching Forgetting Sarah Marshall with my mom and FX has cut out most of the funny material in this movie, specifically any and all scenes including or hinting at the word "fuck." They've turned the word asshole into rascal twice now, which frankly I think is hilarious. Basically you're only getting context for the movie and no real jokes. It's significantly less interesting without seeing boobies, too. This is beside the point though. Let's talk about suicide shall we? We put a lot of unnecessary value on human life. We need to keep in mind that we are animals and there are literally more than seven billion of us. Other animals don't freak out when one of their kind dies because animals are committed to adaptation. I'm not saying that we shouldn't be upset when another human dies or when a human kills themselves. What I'm saying is that it isn't our place to tell others not to kill themselves. That is total bullshit. Telling someone who doesn't see the point in living any more isn't going to be convinced to keep on living because they'll be living for other people and not for themselves and that is nonsense. Telling someone to not kill themselves is selfish. I mean, sure, killing yourself is the ultimate selfish deed, but verbally or physically forcing someone to stay alive so that you don't have to be sad and cope with something extremely difficult even if it means that they have to continue to be depressed, is one of the most fucked up things I've ever even sort of participated in. Personally, I would never kill myself. I value the statistical unlikelihood of my existence. But given that unlikelihood, my existence is ultimately irrelevant. But if another person doesn't realize that the fact that they even exist is totally ridiculous, then far be it from me to tell them the value in their life. Sure, I wish they would realize the significance of their life, that they can do literally anything with it, that once you're dead, you're fucking dead, that the pain won't end because you'll be in a state of eternal nothingness, a state the human mind can't even process, because if it could it would cease to be alive (the circle continues), you won't feel better because you won't feel anything. 'You' will no longer be an idea outside the minds of those that were close to you. Alas, these people may never figure that out and you understand the concept behind death so I'll wrap up. Don't tell people what to do. Let them live their lives, even if that means ending it. But hey, if you can show them reason, then you will have given that person a beautiful thing, otherwise, get off your golden pedestal you sanctimonious butt holes.

The Future

I'm terrified by the prospect of the future. Not so much in the personal sense, but in the global sense. Wherever I end up is where I'll end up. I'll deal with that shit when it happens to me. It's the rest of the world that scares me out of my wits. Think of how much everything has changed from when our parents were our age. Think of how much has even changed in our own life time. I'm not just talking about having a black president because I don't hold pointless reservations about things like that because they don't matter. I'm talking about the technology that is being created and how it is doing so exponentially. Cars start with the push of a button and can park themselves. The same cars will operate themselves if it thinks you're doing something wrong. I don't know a single person who doesn't have a computer or a cell phone. People don't read books anymore, they read lights on a thing. Essentially any piece of information you would ever want to know, is on the internet. Most sense of secrecy is completely gone because of websites like facebook and twitter (and this one, frankly). I've heard of more than one personal story from people who have called the police because they thought their friend had died after not responding to texts and phone calls in under a 24 hour period. There are cameras in front of most businesses, stores, some residences, etc. Children play less and less with toys and more and more with their parents' ipad because they're too lazy to actually raise them and put in effort (a different issue, granted, but my point still stands). We rely on technology to operate almost every aspect of our lives and most people have little to absolutely no idea how to fix it, how it operates, how to make it function properly, etc. I see commercials advertising a piece of whatever and it scares the shit out of me. I can't imagine a future with back to the future style hover boards, which probably already exist, and jet packs and teleportation because the future seems unmistakably dystopian and borderline Orwellian. I'm going to stop writing about my feelings and live my life, which in this case means getting stoned, because I don't know how to deal with my problems. That said, my fears about the future can't be repressed or dealt with by anything other than time so I suppose I shouldn't dwell on them. It's just very unnerving. If I can learn to be happy outside of what other's perceive as reality then I can be happy. I believe that is possible. The future may as well be what I make it. There you go, a little sip of optimism in my sea of doubt, cynicism, and pessimism. End.

edit. august 22 2012 9:46pm. When I said "I'm not just talking about having a black president because I don't hold pointless reservations about things like that because they don't matter," I don't mean that I'm upset that we have a black president, I'm saying that the idea that having a black president is so important that I have to put the word black in front of president is stupid because biologically, fundamentally, we're all the same. I understand its significance in a global and historical context and can certainly appreciate that, but my point is that we could have a homosexual, jewish, sort of mexican looking woman as our president and I wouldn't give a shit. We could have another string of old white men too. These things don't matter, they're just details.