My father was extremely intelligent. Usually one of the smartest people in the room. He predicted Dick Cheney’s imminent demise shortly after he’d had some rather dramatic heart surgery. “That’s one of the last things they do.” He said. “You spend a year to 18 months clinging to life before your body just gives up.”
He would go on to retire, enjoy several years of retirement, come down with an extremely rare progressive disease, go through enough testing to get successfully diagnosed, go through treatment, and unfortunately pass away.
He could have done all that twice since Dick Cheney got that fucking heart surgery. My dad was a good, if flawed man, and that genocidal mother fucker is the one still drawing breath.
My dad was a devout Christian. Really into it. Way more defensible than an average American Christian. You should have seen how many people prayed for his recovery when he was sick. Dead at 58. Didn’t see any of his children get married, nor any of his grand kids, which he would have really loved and they would have benefited from.
He would have been blown away by a 1TB thumb drive for 100 dollars (he was nerd like me). I miss him.
you know, ive always heard “only the good die young” and I cant help but believe it.
my father died when I was 18 and the funeral procession was so long people were laughing. his only brother, my uncle, has raging full-ass narcissistic personality disorder and terrorizes everyone who has the displeasure of knowing him. healthy and thriving nearly 30 years after his brother died. he didnt seem sad at the funeral.
anyway!! i was talking to a muslim guy i know who’s mother recently died very suddenly from a terrible cancer and he said that in islam there is a notion that ‘the righteous are spared a protracted death’. I liked that quite a bit. kinda similar but also a rather different take on the idea
I’m sorry about your dad. I lost mine too early also and am tempted to find comfort in what you say but it still rings hollow to me. I think my father would have chosen the protracted death. Also, if god has any power, why not heal our dads instead of killing them quickly? In the end it seems I’m just trying to make myself feel better when in reality, there is no justice in a great many things in this world, our fathers death’s included.
Well, neither of them died very early, had significant issues in life after their misdeeds, and they never saw consequences for their actions. So my point stands. I don’t think the “evil” are immortal, but they do tend to lead suspiciously long & prosperous lives.
For Muslims, we are told that God gives respite to people; so that after they die and they face hell they will beg to be sent back so they can undo all the harms they did, and will be told no because they were mercifully given extra time on earth to do that and refused.
There’s definitely a cockroach factor in humans. Medically, I dont believe it’s about Neanderthal DNA, I think god fucked up somewhere and spliced in a cockroach along the way. These are the Dick Cheneys of the world.
Not necessarily though that aspect certainly moves data. We see state Medicaid people who are inexplicably still alive and maintain the energy to be an asshole while the nice person with far less medical diagnoses down the hall is actively dying.
Maybe the secret is simply asshole energy, that the spite, hate, and overall meanness add enough vitriolic energy to the human body to keep propelling it forward, for longer. These are the people who don’t get cancer so much as cancer gets them, and fails. I joke, but also not.
I don’t know. The fact that Dick Cheney is still alive is kind of proof there is no loving god imho.
My father was extremely intelligent. Usually one of the smartest people in the room. He predicted Dick Cheney’s imminent demise shortly after he’d had some rather dramatic heart surgery. “That’s one of the last things they do.” He said. “You spend a year to 18 months clinging to life before your body just gives up.”
He would go on to retire, enjoy several years of retirement, come down with an extremely rare progressive disease, go through enough testing to get successfully diagnosed, go through treatment, and unfortunately pass away.
He could have done all that twice since Dick Cheney got that fucking heart surgery. My dad was a good, if flawed man, and that genocidal mother fucker is the one still drawing breath.
If God is real, he is not good.
If he is good, he is not real.
My dad was a devout Christian. Really into it. Way more defensible than an average American Christian. You should have seen how many people prayed for his recovery when he was sick. Dead at 58. Didn’t see any of his children get married, nor any of his grand kids, which he would have really loved and they would have benefited from.
He would have been blown away by a 1TB thumb drive for 100 dollars (he was nerd like me). I miss him.
The god he believed in certainly isn’t real.
you know, ive always heard “only the good die young” and I cant help but believe it.
my father died when I was 18 and the funeral procession was so long people were laughing. his only brother, my uncle, has raging full-ass narcissistic personality disorder and terrorizes everyone who has the displeasure of knowing him. healthy and thriving nearly 30 years after his brother died. he didnt seem sad at the funeral.
anyway!! i was talking to a muslim guy i know who’s mother recently died very suddenly from a terrible cancer and he said that in islam there is a notion that ‘the righteous are spared a protracted death’. I liked that quite a bit. kinda similar but also a rather different take on the idea
I’m sorry about your dad. I lost mine too early also and am tempted to find comfort in what you say but it still rings hollow to me. I think my father would have chosen the protracted death. Also, if god has any power, why not heal our dads instead of killing them quickly? In the end it seems I’m just trying to make myself feel better when in reality, there is no justice in a great many things in this world, our fathers death’s included.
Unfortunately, deeply caring about the suffering around you in the world is actually very bad for your health.
I hope that you give yourself a break and enjoy a long, happy, healthy, and fruitful life.
Sorry about your Pops.
Everyone has to learn this sooner or later.
We said the same of Kissinger and Thatcher.
Well, neither of them died very early, had significant issues in life after their misdeeds, and they never saw consequences for their actions. So my point stands. I don’t think the “evil” are immortal, but they do tend to lead suspiciously long & prosperous lives.
Did Kissinger die? How did I miss that? Just looked it up, a year and a day ago. How the hell did I miss that great news?
god helps those who help themselves
By shoving everyone else down.
That’s one shitty God.
Yeah, that’s why so many kids die every day.
to our freedom and wealth. Yeah seems kinda obvious if you think about it.
Depends on the religion.
For Muslims, we are told that God gives respite to people; so that after they die and they face hell they will beg to be sent back so they can undo all the harms they did, and will be told no because they were mercifully given extra time on earth to do that and refused.
I didn’t know that; that’s actually kind of poetically beautiful. If only I could convince myself to believe it. But beautiful nonetheless.
Kissinger made it past 100, too.
30 Rock: “He’s mostly metal now…”
God must be a Kochsucker
Edit: though I guess one did die… but not both my point still stands
There’s definitely a cockroach factor in humans. Medically, I dont believe it’s about Neanderthal DNA, I think god fucked up somewhere and spliced in a cockroach along the way. These are the Dick Cheneys of the world.
it’s called “having enough money and access to get any treatment imaginable”
Not necessarily though that aspect certainly moves data. We see state Medicaid people who are inexplicably still alive and maintain the energy to be an asshole while the nice person with far less medical diagnoses down the hall is actively dying.
Maybe the secret is simply asshole energy, that the spite, hate, and overall meanness add enough vitriolic energy to the human body to keep propelling it forward, for longer. These are the people who don’t get cancer so much as cancer gets them, and fails. I joke, but also not.