Confessions of an Antinatalist. Publisher: Nine Banded Books. Author: Jim Crawford. Release Date: Out Now! Price: $ U.S. Shipping: Jim Crawford – Confessions of an Antinatalist – Download as PDF File .pdf), Text File .txt) or read online. A review of Confessions of an Antinatalist by Jim Crawford, a memoir-cum- manifesto explaining why human life should not exist.
You know, the ones that occasionally go into remission — in every country of the world, regardless of religious faith and regardless of whether there was prayer associated or not.
Also, and as Philly pointed out, human suffering extends far beyond the purely physical concerns, manifested in various mental illnesses, as well as in lesser depressions and anxieties which afflict pretty much everyone to one extent or another. Future Releases Neutron Gun Reloaded: Interesting, but nothing that hasn’t been said before by far more compelling writers.
Confessions of an Antinatalist
Right up there with fighting for peace and screwing for virginity. Sign up for my email list and receive a free copy of Confessions of an Online Hustler and Writing for Peanuts, as well as biweekly newsletters featuring exclusive news you won’t find anywhere else. I specifically said that happiness has turned out to be greater than, not equal to, pain, for the human race.
Ironically, since the future person is just as real as God, I should make moral decisions based on God, too, by this logic.
Confessions of an Antinatalist by Jim Crawford
My problem is with antinagalist new life into what antinatalish amounts to an arena of death, where their final reward will be reverting back to the very state they were in in the first place. Back in the s I refused to learn mathematics, but at the age of 6 I became interested in dinosaurs some 30 years before the dinosaur craze and at the age of 7 I took up astronomy, some 20 years before astronomy became ‘normal ‘.
As sobering as this book may sound to you, I assure you it is not the antinqtalist tome I expected it to be. Yes, because when preventing the fire, you are concerned with already existing things—the people, the houses, the forest, etc.
So this human life must have some value that makes it worth protecting from suffering. Aug 25, Bhargava Anusuri rated it it was amazing.
And we all take our lives into our hands as soon as we walk out the front door every morning. He talks about the illusion of purpose and meaning of life The book is an call for human being to stop procreating in order to end the endless suffering that is life as by extinction no one will be left to suffer. In order to be consistent, one must account for both pleasure and pain, not just one or the other. Now, at 29 I would never return to being 5, 10, 11, 16 or 18 donfessions, even if I could.
For in the end, we all die, and only Hope lives on. After all, what could be wrong with human existence? As far as blind faith is concerned, yes a blind humanist value of human life, and a blind antinqtalist value of God are equally legitimate.
The language is splendid. I’ve been reading it the other day.
Again, it cuts both ways. How do we know that person would agree?
And the bullshit that comes naturally to us finds purchase in the fertile soil of religion. If you read what I wrote in my previous comment, you will see that I said just that: Pain is one kind of experience.
Well written, easy to read and puts the points over clearly and concisely.
My comment was long enough as it is. But still—this third party does not exist. Why arbitrarily choose pain? Knowing this, and understanding full well that any particular life embodies the potential for experiencing extreme pain and unhappiness — unceasing in some cases — is procreation really antinataliat the risk? I think if you could compare the amount of suffering today to the amount of suffering years ago, and to years ago, and to years ago, you would find there is less suffering today because of advancements in science and medicine.
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Confessione are temporal creatures living on a speck of dust in a microscopic corner of one of hundreds of billions of galaxies. And the love and joy I experience in life and in my children outweighs the measure of suffering, with no accounting for an afterlife required as David notes in comment above.