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You're not negating properly, you've got to balance both sides of the equation. If we discount life altogether, there is perhaps a greater hidden element of value which goes unseen. Instead, if we acknowledge that all life is meaningless, that we're on some infinitesimal little body floating around a star whose life is slowly ticking away set to vaporize everything ever known - if we really acknowledge that desperation, certainly the closest to universal value we might have, then we can engage with reality and work together. Real egalitarianism, and trans-species as well, because at least within the scope of our limited knowledge we're the only advanced life known, and correct me if I'm wrong, but the only planet with confirmed life. The sanctity of life shit is just a means to defer the ultimate end that we're all fraught to look into, our inevitable deaths. It's a write off. Chris's life was sacrosanct, he died delivering Pizza Hut for $8.50/h, he died painfully and left behind a mangled corpse. We make a big, superficial guffaw about it. That's fucking tragic! We, collectively, should all be fucking horrified that someone was relegated to that, horrified that someone could possibly die like that - but it's sacred by default - that's bullshit though, we let Chris fall into a swirling oblivion that carried him to a rock bottom and put him in a position that made it really likely he'd die doing the shameful shit of delivering a pizza. Sanctity of life is what allows us to justify the egregious, not the lack thereof. |
Delivering a pizza is not "shameful shit".
It brings warmth, sustenance, and comfort to those Chris delivered it to.
What's shameful is being paid tens or hundreds of times Chris's annual salary to manipulate people into clicking on ads or continuing to doomscroll.