AreWeWinning
Experienced
- Nov 1, 2021
- 207
Does anybody think about evolution or Darwinism?
The thing that most people get wrong about it is that it's not really about adaptation on an individual level. Creatures don't 'adapt' to their environments. Maybe some do, to a certain degree, but that's not evolution. Evolution is about dying. Those individuals who are not fit to live in the environment they are born into, die without an offspring. That's how adaptation happens.
If an animal is not fast enough or strong enough to hunt for prey, it's not going to adapt. It's just going to die. And the ones that are strong enough are going to live and have children. So, the next generation will also be strong, or even stronger. That's how the species adapts. But it doesn't happen on the individual level. It happens by the dying of the weak.
Some might say we are not animals, we don't face the same dangers. Some say we are smart and can adapt, because we can calculate and plan and yada yada yada. Yeah? Is that so? So why don't people plan their way out of their miseries? Because sometimes they can't. We might not face the same harsh challenges as animals do, but we have our own challenges. Our problems are more subtle and complex, but the basic idea is the same: some people are naturally capable of dealing with them, while others aren't.
I don't have any kids, and almost certainly never will. I'm an evolutionary dead-end. I am the living example of evolution at play. I'm not fit enough for life, and I'll die without any offspring. It's fascinating to think about. Since the beginning of life, from the very first living organisms, every one of my ancestors survived and passed on their genes. From the first single-celled bacteria millions of years ago through all the various creatures that lived in the sea or on land, right up to my own father and mother, every single one of them. But not me. The line ends with me. I'm not good enough. I'm not fit for life.
I don't believe in depression or the other various types of mood disorders. And I don't believe that every illness should be treated, whether physical or mental, and that everyone should be saved at all costs. I'm not saying we should just let every sick person die. If there is a cure, and something can be fixed, sure, fix it, why not. But there will always be a point where we have to draw the line, and where we should say that it's not worth it. If I have problems, I can feel sorry for myself all day long, but it won't change a thing. Some people are healthy, both mentally and physically, and some are not. I just happen to be someone who is not. So what? What's the big deal? It doesn't matter. Some people die. The weak die. It's just how nature works. And it just happens to be me. Why wouldn't it be me? There is nothing special about me.
Maybe 'depression' is just nature's way of telling us we're better off dead. I'm not depressed! I just want to die, because I have issues, and my life is useless and has no purpose. Or when I feel rejected and feel like I don't belong, maybe there is a reason for that. Maybe the reason is that I do not belong. It's a common cliché to tell suicidal people "you feel that way, but you're wrong", or "suicide is never the answer". But maybe it's not us, but those people who keep telling us that nonsense are the ones who are wrong.
Society can't accept and can't tolerate suicide. Sometimes, even the ones who want to die can't tolerate the idea of wanting to die. So, people label it as depression, or suicidal ideation, or whatever. They treat it like a disorder. After all, if it can't be a rational choice, then it must be something. But why are there people who do not want to die and are happy to be alive? And the fact that we are not one of them, from an evolutionary perspective, what does that really tell us? Maybe it's telling us that we are better of dead.
Maybe suicide is not a selfish act. Maybe those are the selfish ones who don't want us to die. Maybe they just don't want us to die, because our death would be bad for them. We can have health problems, and we may be suffering. Or we may feel 'depressed', because society doesn't treat us the way we would like, and we are not having a good experience. But when we decide we don't want to play the game anymore because it's not fun, and it's not worth it, that's a no-no. That's 'bad'. But why? Because when we're dead, we won't contribute anymore, that's why. And our death has a negative impact on the living. In other words, everyone is just thinking about themselves. It's just nature. The living want to live, and the weak want to die. And it's all right.
The thing that most people get wrong about it is that it's not really about adaptation on an individual level. Creatures don't 'adapt' to their environments. Maybe some do, to a certain degree, but that's not evolution. Evolution is about dying. Those individuals who are not fit to live in the environment they are born into, die without an offspring. That's how adaptation happens.
If an animal is not fast enough or strong enough to hunt for prey, it's not going to adapt. It's just going to die. And the ones that are strong enough are going to live and have children. So, the next generation will also be strong, or even stronger. That's how the species adapts. But it doesn't happen on the individual level. It happens by the dying of the weak.
Some might say we are not animals, we don't face the same dangers. Some say we are smart and can adapt, because we can calculate and plan and yada yada yada. Yeah? Is that so? So why don't people plan their way out of their miseries? Because sometimes they can't. We might not face the same harsh challenges as animals do, but we have our own challenges. Our problems are more subtle and complex, but the basic idea is the same: some people are naturally capable of dealing with them, while others aren't.
I don't have any kids, and almost certainly never will. I'm an evolutionary dead-end. I am the living example of evolution at play. I'm not fit enough for life, and I'll die without any offspring. It's fascinating to think about. Since the beginning of life, from the very first living organisms, every one of my ancestors survived and passed on their genes. From the first single-celled bacteria millions of years ago through all the various creatures that lived in the sea or on land, right up to my own father and mother, every single one of them. But not me. The line ends with me. I'm not good enough. I'm not fit for life.
I don't believe in depression or the other various types of mood disorders. And I don't believe that every illness should be treated, whether physical or mental, and that everyone should be saved at all costs. I'm not saying we should just let every sick person die. If there is a cure, and something can be fixed, sure, fix it, why not. But there will always be a point where we have to draw the line, and where we should say that it's not worth it. If I have problems, I can feel sorry for myself all day long, but it won't change a thing. Some people are healthy, both mentally and physically, and some are not. I just happen to be someone who is not. So what? What's the big deal? It doesn't matter. Some people die. The weak die. It's just how nature works. And it just happens to be me. Why wouldn't it be me? There is nothing special about me.
Maybe 'depression' is just nature's way of telling us we're better off dead. I'm not depressed! I just want to die, because I have issues, and my life is useless and has no purpose. Or when I feel rejected and feel like I don't belong, maybe there is a reason for that. Maybe the reason is that I do not belong. It's a common cliché to tell suicidal people "you feel that way, but you're wrong", or "suicide is never the answer". But maybe it's not us, but those people who keep telling us that nonsense are the ones who are wrong.
Society can't accept and can't tolerate suicide. Sometimes, even the ones who want to die can't tolerate the idea of wanting to die. So, people label it as depression, or suicidal ideation, or whatever. They treat it like a disorder. After all, if it can't be a rational choice, then it must be something. But why are there people who do not want to die and are happy to be alive? And the fact that we are not one of them, from an evolutionary perspective, what does that really tell us? Maybe it's telling us that we are better of dead.
Maybe suicide is not a selfish act. Maybe those are the selfish ones who don't want us to die. Maybe they just don't want us to die, because our death would be bad for them. We can have health problems, and we may be suffering. Or we may feel 'depressed', because society doesn't treat us the way we would like, and we are not having a good experience. But when we decide we don't want to play the game anymore because it's not fun, and it's not worth it, that's a no-no. That's 'bad'. But why? Because when we're dead, we won't contribute anymore, that's why. And our death has a negative impact on the living. In other words, everyone is just thinking about themselves. It's just nature. The living want to live, and the weak want to die. And it's all right.
