Medicine Woman
One of the symptoms of redemptive religion is that in the end, everybody's rushing toward apocalypse. Only in redemptive religions or else the kind of evil described in Lovecraftian dark fantasy does one look forward to the end of life and the end of the Universe with gleeful anticipation.
I came across a phrase that hasn't been used much since hyphenated psychospeak went out of vogue, but Christianity, for instance, was described during the Bishop Robinson debate (I so wish I remembered that reference) by a commentator as not being "life-affirming". And it's kind of true; everything that, in and of itself, makes life fun is bad. And while much of this has logical reason, logic was a symptomatic accident of the moral structure. In the end, one trades earthly pleasures--I admit that there is an issue with "life-affirming" versus "life-preserving/extending/prolonging" here--for the benefits that come after death. In other words, this life is a utility to be exchanged for something greater.
Suicide? That's just me being severe in my depiction of the rush to the grave in order to be risen anew in His Glory.
(Did you notice the "institutional apocalypse" timed to year 2000? How could you not? We spent over a trillion dollars on it in the US. A computer bug? What an impotent devil .... I guess it beats a nuclear war. But thankfully we don't have to hear from millenarians or premillenarians again for another several hundred years, and nobody takes postmillenarianism seriously; that last is actually a functional definition for the phrase "waiting for God".)
At any rate, it has more to do with my distaste for the aspirations of redemptionists than it does not drinking the Kool-Aid.