With safety, we all get to pretend to be what we're not, rather than dying at 20.
I want people dying at 20, and younger. I want sweet little fanny to go missing when she goes to pick wild flowers in the meadow. Only for her severed head to later be found impaled on a spike outside of the village.
Then I want the villagers to get their pitch forks and burning torches and hunt down the local sweet natured elephant man, cooking him alive because his gruesome appearance makes him seem like the most likely suspect.
All the while the real culprit was a travelling band of dirty gypsies.
I probably can't make anyone care, they're not supposed to, they're simple animals surviving in their little habitats. I would like to place them in the wild against their will.
Ofcourse they'd rather sit inside safely playing manhunt contracts and digging meat hooks into mental patients.
But if I had it my way everyone would be out living life in all it's literararily(sic) significant glory.
I'd be out there against my will. Maybe dying at 20, tough shit for me.
I don't consider my boring and predictable aversion to un-safety to be a higher priority than the aesthetics of the planet.
I don't see how xev dieing would address the problems she's talking about. How is that going to help?
You can't seem to escape this individual-centric perspective. Look at the bigger picture. Imagine you don't exist, or you're looking down at the earth like it's a reality tv show, wouldn't the modern world be the most boring, ugly and stupid show compared to what it could be?
Consider how majestically glorious it could be, then think about how the thing stopping that is people wanting to be safe and play video games. It's frustratingly retarded. How can keeping people safe and well stocked with various video games be considered a more significant and admirable venture for humanity to embark on then making the world a brilliantly inspiring story?
You made a good point in that art thread against po-mo gay art compared to cave paintings. This is in a similar vein.
The planet is now like those andy warhol pieces of shit, when it could be like cave paintings, or 14th century european oil paintings.
Just not weird patterns and colours where some beret wearing douche has to explain all the bullshit social commentaries in his "piece"(of shit eyesore), please.
There's NOTHING pretty about multiculturalism, tolerance, caution signs, etc. Notice the trend in children's playgrounds? Ugh, my god, it's all so depressing.
It would be worth giving up my safety to get the planet aesthetically pleasing again.
It's not just that I want to go around killing people, or "live life on the edge".
I want the world to be beautifull, which would happen to be at odds with my safety and the existence of x-boxes, but I struggle to put any significant value in the safety of people and the presence of x-boxes in light of the magnitude of what the various cultures on earth could be. Humans are the worst animal when they could be the best, they seem to be designed to be the best. A summary of earth's diversity, but no, we're the mockery.
All because we fear pain and death. Every animal does that, we're not exhibitting anything that is worth showing off when we go to great lengths to avoid pain and death.
It's not even like I realistically think we could go back, but it should be noted that our modern mish mash of cultures and the values that mish mash has - being nice and tolerant and keeping every human happy and alive for as long as possible, expending every resource available to obtain these "goals"(?), all that, is hideous, meaningless, embarrassing, stupid and laughable.
We aren't an admirable species, we aren't a species other races of space would want to write about.
In the days of the roman empire perhaps, but not now.
This might all seem unimportant, in day to day life, but really, what could be more important?
Fat kids around the world having graze-free knees? I disagree.
