Would you or Woudn't You?

[neoplacebo]

If you could know the date of your death in advance would you want to know? I would. And the night before that date I would have a king hell katy bar the door event to celebrate my imminent demise. What say you?

[billy.pilgrim]

Yeah, but think of all the time you would have to spend preparing. Better to stick the kids with cleaning out the junk and having the yard sale.

[neoplacebo]

Yeah, but think of all the time you would have to spend preparing. Better to stick the kids with cleaning out the junk and having the yard sale.

That's the thing; you might die tonight or tomorrow. It could be a drunk driver careening over the line into your life or it could be a crazy person with a gun and no target. I'd still want to know ahead of time. Not that I have a fortune to leave anyone or that my affairs are not in order; just that having that knowledge would allow me to do what I might not otherwise do or just allow me to sit back and wait for it.

[neoplacebo]

I spelled "wouldn't" incorrectly for the title of this and will regret it for the rest of my life.

[O Really]

I wouldn't mind knowing the date. I've always thought that if I was told I had, say, six months to live I'd make my greatest effort to enjoy it. Eat all the stuff I haven't been eating (to be more healthy, of course and clearly did not work), drink lots of good wine, and make every day as good as I could for someone I care about. But we've already cleaned up the junk, got rid of the houses and stuff, got all the paperwork in order, and prepared instructions for the executor. Hypothetically, I suppose a person might also choose to use that time planning something no sane person would try, like ridding the world of a dangerous despot like Hitler or somebody similar.

[O Really]

I spelled "wouldn't" incorrectly for the title of this and will regret it for the rest of my life.

Your way is better.

[billy.pilgrim]

I wouldn't mind knowing the date. I've always thought that if I was told I had, say, six months to live I'd make my greatest effort to enjoy it. Eat all the stuff I haven't been eating (to be more healthy, of course and clearly did not work), drink lots of good wine, and make every day as good as I could for someone I care about. But we've already cleaned up the junk, got rid of the houses and stuff, got all the paperwork in order, and prepared instructions for the executor. Hypothetically, I suppose a person might also choose to use that time planning something no sane person would try, like ridding the world of a dangerous despot like Hitler or somebody similar.

You woud never get close.

[neoplacebo]

I wouldn't mind knowing the date. I've always thought that if I was told I had, say, six months to live I'd make my greatest effort to enjoy it. Eat all the stuff I haven't been eating (to be more healthy, of course and clearly did not work), drink lots of good wine, and make every day as good as I could for someone I care about. But we've already cleaned up the junk, got rid of the houses and stuff, got all the paperwork in order, and prepared instructions for the executor. Hypothetically, I suppose a person might also choose to use that time planning something no sane person would try, like ridding the world of a dangerous despot like Hitler or somebody similar.

Well, that was my original thought about all this; you may have years to go or you may have a couple of weeks. Either way, knowing ahead of time would allow one to make plans, go berserk, sit and ponder your past, or whatever. I think the worst thing would be winning a several million dollar lottery and not being able to enjoy it because you die on Tuesday, before the money is deposited.