Today’s inspiration for the QOTD comes from the Jack London quote;
“To be able to forget means sanity.”
I don’t know the context of that quote, so I don’t understand his true intent.
If he means that we should forget any pains against us caused by others — to forgive and forget — that’s terrific. Or, maybe he means we should just forget all the bullshit we encounter daily in this sick world, and enjoy life’s goodness. That’s terrific also.
But, “forgetting” caused me to think about the Final Forgetting …. Alzheimer’s. Ms. Freud’s mom died from it. Is there a worst human affliction than not even remembering …. yourself? I don’t think so. After all, what are we except for our memories?
Q1: Are there any circumstances where you would take your own life?
Q2: If “yes”, how?
My Answer. First, I understand we can’t truly know what we will actually do about any imagined scenario until that event is real.
That being said; yes, I am definitely a suicide candidate. Specifically, if I contract some incurable illness. Alzheimer’s? I’m as good as gone pronto. I refuse to become a burden to anyone, including myself.
How? A bullet to the head. It’s painless (I hope), and immediate.
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“That being said; yes, I am definitely a suicide candidate. Specifically, if I contract some incurable illness. Alzheimer’s? I’m as good as gone pronto. I refuse to become a burden to anyone, including myself.” – I agree. Would probably do the running the car in closed garage scenario. On a lighter note
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B8m5p6V_NPQ
If you’re going to take your own life at least don’t put the burden of it on your family and friends, make it look like a fatal accident.
Ram your car into a bridge abutment or something, there’s no reason for them to live their lives knowing you killed yourself on purpose.
Can you disable the Airbag?
No need, just keep your seatbelt unbuckled and the airbag itself will do the job.
Suicide by reading Hillary’s latest book.
I remember reading Mad Magazine back in the day, they used to have a cartoon where a guy looks at a sign that says “easy way out” and on the next panel, you can see that opening that door leads to your demise.
it is a fascinating subject, but the answer is NO.
Did you know that being White or Caucasian is a contributing factor to suicide?
Brown and black folks have much more important things to do, than think about offing themselves.
In a world ruled by whitey, suicide is an illegal act, and any attempt will ensnare you into the world of psychiatric medicine, which is probably worse than the reasons or circumstances that leads someone to consider such an action.
suicide is for pussies.
“suicide is for pussies.”
But, this is better?
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“Did you know that being White or Caucasian is a contributing factor to suicide?”
No, I didn’t. A quick search proves you are correct.
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In 2014, the rate of suicide among American Indians/Alaska Natives was 17.47 per 100,000
for whites it was 17.61
for Asian/Pacific Islanders it was 6.26
for blacks it was 5.63
for Hispanics it was 5.86.
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Wow. We might lose Llpoh! But, we’re not gonna lose El Coyote.
No, Stucky, because Hispanics are passive/aggressive, they will keep on living just to piss you off.
EC
I’ll tell you what’s pissing me off …. YOU posting as “Anonymous”.
For fuksakes at least use El Anonymous.
Exactly. How about ElAnon
good one maggie
I like El Anonimo better.
No, unilateral. Cowards can kill themselves. So can courageous. But most, whether cowardly or courageous, can’t pull the trigger. If most could, more probably would.
My mother and first two wives all became inconsiderate self-centered American Want’a be Liberal Queens (Spinsters) who loved all the unpleasant things of their past like a pig loves mud, stabbed people in their backs and dragged everybody down. Good people shed any crap and move on to a better life. My Pinay wife appreciates everything and God loves her too.
Suicide by staying married – a growing epidemic.
Yes, but it beats Dutchman’s method.
Mom’s mind is almost gone. It is hell on my Dad. Alzheimer’s is just a cruel joke.
If I were to off myself, it would be a bullet in the head for sure. Plenty of ammo for that.
No escape from the mass mind rape
Play it again jack and then rewind the tape
And then play it again and again and again
Until ya mind is locked in
Believin’ all the lies that they’re tellin’ ya
Buyin’ all the products that they’re sellin’ ya
They say jump and ya say how high
Ya brain-dead
Ya gotta fuckin’ bullet in ya head
https://youtu.be/HUr0jpxVVOM
If I’d been at the top of the World Trade Centers on 9/11, I’d have dropped at free fall speed. Poor bastards. Aside from that I don’t think I’d do it, but if I did, I’d try to make it look like an accident.
I was visiting some guys in near Imperial Valley. El Camello talked about some minor ailment that a prison doctor, another prisoner, said was due to something. I disagreed, the guy was not just a quack, he was stupid. It’s amazing how dumb Hispanics in California really are. But El Camello was mellow. He had a heroin habit. He asked me to give his friend a ride home. A white kid around 30 or so. He had a terrible round scar one one temple. he could hardly walk and he struggled to get into the car. his leg shook but he could not control it to lift it, finally, he picked it up by the thigh. On the way to his house, he said he had asked his mom and dad when they would be back home. He shot himself in the temple and they found him lying there. They rushed him to the hospital. He said he cursed his choice every damn day.
EC
Okay, it seemed as if EC shot himself on the way to his home and I thought for a second, that El Anon (YOU) had witnessed it.
I do not think I could commit suicide, but my husband and I have a pact in case of Alzheimer’s. There will be a terrible accident, I think.
What a depressing bunch of assholes in this thread.
TPTB would love for us to all do ourselves in, I’m staying right here to piss those MF’ers off. I think we not only need to forget but also to forgive. I forgive Ratdawg for being a shit.
See how easy that was?
Suicide by God —– “Fuck you, Holy Spirit !!”
Doesn’t seem to work.
https://io9.gizmodo.com/our-brains-deliberately-make-us-forget-things-to-preve-1543846375
I forget. It frees up space for remember.
But…forgetting to remain sane, besides from eidetic overload, could refer to psych defense mechs, too. The other side of simple forgetting could be denial, then dissociation, then psychoses. At what point along the continuum does insanity means sanity? According to who? Mere pronouns, just words, indicate insanity to some here.
“The Body Bears the Burden” by Scaer. The nervous system, as a whole, often does not, cannot, forget. PTSD. Acute levers are easy to make out. But “lesser” slings & arrows can accumulate more slowly, too.
Camus: “There is but one truly serious philosophical problem and that is suicide. Judging whether life is or is not worth living amounts to answering the fundamental question of philosophy. All the rest — whether or not the world has three dimensions, whether the mind has nine or twelve categories — comes afterwards. These are games; one must first answer.”
Candidacy? Subject to the nervous system you got from the factory. “This won’t hurt a bit,” wrote Hunter Thompson, doesn’t mean everybody can override the biological imperative.
True detective, season 1, was good. Rust Cohle, “…& I lack the constitution for suicide.”
Stucky , Sucide is for pussies you inconsiderate jerk !
Being able to forget is stupid but lets apply it to you for fun.
We all know about your hourly , daily masterbating affection .You feel horrible ,you feel dirty ,you feel guilty and you are before the Throne of God.God disappoves of sexual immorality Especially when practiced in the imagination.You want to forget your damning sins before God because this the only way you can keep your sanity so forgetting your sin is good sense for you.Right?
BB, Me thinks thou dost protest too much, pud-puller. If it wasn’t for masturbation, there would be a bunch of violence going on all over the place due to sperm backup.
Deface the Currency,
Diogenes
bb
I pray BEFORE masturbation … and I feel hope.
I pray DURING masturbation … and I feel joy.
I pray AFTER masturbation … and I feel cleansed of my sin.
“Guilt” never enters the picture. But, thanks for your concern.
Fellows ,I got a problem .There is a pretty 24 year old nurse that is attending to my every need .( Almost ever need ) Blonde hair , lovely blue eyes ,nice cute body that is driving me crazy. I’ve ask to marry me about 20 times .She Says there’s nothing wrong with me but one thing :::; I’m to old .I caught my self damning God our Lord Jesus Christ about 20 times today . If I could have just woke up from ? surgery 25 years younger .I am full of Lust and impure thoughts . Burden with Guilt .
Flog the bishop you dang fool! works every time. If you are worrying about spilling your seed in a kleenex, learn how to have orgasms without ejaculation (read “multiorgasmic man”). With a lot of practice you can accomplish this.
Deface the Currency,
Diogenes
Beebs, that’s a common affliction in male patients who develop symptoms of Florence Nightingale Delusion. They begin to think her ministrations have a personal intent and convey sympathetic attachment to the patient.
It may be you did not receive such care from your own mother and now you subconsciously wish for the nurse to be your mother substitute so you can nurture your stunted inner child. Everyone here has noted how you write like an impish waif or foundling. The nurse may be the mother you never had or the one you think you deserved but never had.
I had my own FN moment at UCLA Hospital. She was an angel of mercy.
EC
then jerk-off and rid yerself of the guilt..
bb
You have Jimmy Carter Syndrome — lust in your heart
Go join Habitat For Humanity.
Do NOT follow advice to jerk off! Once you start, you can never stop.
“Is there a worst human affliction than not even remembering …. yourself?”
I would think that Alzheimer’s is harder on friends and family of the victims. Everyone I’ve known with it or dementia seem to be largely unaware of it. I fear something like Parkinson’s because your mind stays intact while you lose control of your body. Fuck that!
If I choose suicide it will be one of two methods: 1. A little heroin to set the mood and calm the anxiety before attempting to recreate a “two bullets to the back of the head” Clintonesque suicide “in the name of science”. 2. Do a little meth for energy, then, go to my worst enemies house while they are out, slit my wrists and do jumping jacks while spinning in a circle in as many rooms of their house as possible before collapsing.
Working in neuro pathology, I can honestly say that there are at least 10 diseases/progressive pathologies that I KNOW I would rather be dead than suffer through for 6 to 9 months ( or longer).
Also, if I had an inoperable cancer I would decline expensive and pointless “life prolonging” ( misery prolonging) treatments that would bankrupt our family and burden my loved nes with watching me waste away.
Also, I see many varying types of dementia ( Alzheimer’s the most common). Some of these the people appear pleasantly oblivious- it is usually the family that is always sobbing and heartbroken. Dementia usually creeps up on the individual who thinks they are just getting forgetful. By the time one would consider offing oneself, they most likely are not even capable of being aware of their malady.
Long-winded but the answer is Yes. There are things that make living so horrific and painful for everyone involved, that just quietly leaving on my own terms is a valid option and preferable to wasting away, colostomies, diapers, GI tubes, waking comas, horrific, mind-numbing pain every second of the day without relief…..etc
I agree. If you spend enough time with a loved one at a nursing home, you can see the angst in some of the inmates’ eyes. It is a fate worse than death to lose total control of everything.
Shit, did it again.
Maggie O’Bigguns is better, IMHO
Maggie Double D
You two are a hoot! Or should I say hooters?
“Is there a worse human affliction than not even remembering …. yourself?”
Yes, it’s not remembering god. You can live not knowing your name or where you came from so long as you know that god exists. He can make white people like the number of stars. Yet folks get it into their head that they alone can save the world. Puhleeeze!
Even worse than that … God not remembering YOU.
I had a really good comment but I can’t remember what it was. Dang…..
I heard that Arnie had dementia. Dementia, was a new term then, it meant no or little memory. The term was new to us, but the condition wasn’t new in the nursing home. Forgetfulness was just more evident in public as more old-timer’s physical health outpaced their brain. I was walking the railroad tracks in my hometown and reliving some of the cowboy adventures that had occurred on the prairie. Buffalo, Indians and a lot of bad guys were shot with only a pointed finger in them days. There was Arnie coming towards me. We stopped and exchange greetings. Arnie had no idea who I was, even when I gave him my name. His son and I had spent hundreds of hour together playing and working on his small dairy farm that adjoin our town. I asked Arnie about one of the pastures that lay in some low ground along the river. Arnie paused and looked in the direction of the pasture, smiled and shook his head slightly. “I didn’t even remember that was my pasture” he said to me, “I don’t remember anything anymore, but I’m still glad to be alive.” I told Arnie that I was glad that he was alive too. He then nodded at me and turn and walked back the way he had come.
I would never, ever, ever kill myself for any reason! Period!
If someone says I’ve killed myself, you know it’s a lie and I was bumped off.
Although, if someone decided to do themselves in, I’ve heard cutting your wrists and bleeding out was the least painful way to do it. Like give a blood donation that never stops. You just become lethargic and more and more until you’re no more. But since I’ve never tried it and never will, I can’t tell you if that’s true or not.
By the way, a book I have on Robin Hood says he died by bleeding out. When he was feeling poorly, he went to the abbey, which were the hospitals in those days, and would be bled. Afterwards, he would feel better. (And there may be something to that because, according to Dr. Thomas Cowan, men have more iron in their blood than women, which hurts their health, so they should donate blood at least every six months to one year to remedy it. Dr. Cowan says, afterward, they’ll feel better and their health will be better.) Anyway, the abbess was in league with the Sheriff of Nottingham, so when Robin Hood came to be bled, she left him and let him bleed out. His friend, Little John, came to escort him home and found him pale and dying. So Robin Hood dies at the end of the book. So sad.
Is it true that when an old Indian knew his time was up he would take that last long walk up into the mountains?
If I was going to kill myself due to chronic pain I would have been dead years ago. The problem with dementia or a vegetative state, etc. is that by the time the me I am now would be ready to go I would be a different me that either wouldn’t remember or be physically capable of carrying out the deed. Making a pact with a loved one is a possible way around that – but then it is not suicide and I’m not sure I could put that responsibility on another person. I will not accept any type of surgery or medication for cancer, heart disease, etc., so if my non-medical alternatives don’t work it kills me – but again, I will not actively end my life. But – if TPTB make up some story to come for me and mine to take us to prison or a FEMA camp or whatever I will defend myself and mine with whatever means I have and take as many of their minions with me as possible.