Jainaday wrote:
MikeH106 wrote:
I'd like to clarify something for all of you. I'm not disputing the choice to be with more attractive people. I'm just saying that the pain of the unchosen should not be ignored. That's what I meant in my essay when I said that we ought to "beautify nature by eliminating the suffering schizophrenia causes."
There may be advanced scientific solutions (genetic engineering, for example). Let's keep an open mind and not snub the less attractive in our grand purpose to better the human way of life.
When you present "sexual selection" as the root cause of suffering, as if freedom to choose one's sexual partners is the problem that needs to be solved, it makes me very leery.
I'm not disputing that freedom to be with more attractive people, nor did I say that sexual selection is the root cause of suffering in general, nor do I suggest that it should be abolished altogether. But there may be other ways to remedy the pain that results from it. Oceans cause rain, but we need not dry up the oceans; we may build shelters. Similarly, we may find ways to minimize the pain of rejection that don't interfere with sexual selection itself.
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So. . . what range of solutions to the suffering of schizophrenia do you suggest are acceptable? Genetic engineering that would eliminate the disease is obviously something that should be looked into. As far as I'm concerned, elimination of "sexual selection" is not.
There is something about my essay that I think may have bothered you: my decision to call the selection process cruel and selfish. I want to make it clear to some of my readers that it's not a clean, painless process and that I understand about the heartbreak and suffering that result from it. I acknowledge the obvious benefits of the process (fifth paragraph), but if I didn't add these words, I might've looked like Hitler to these people. But I'm open to your suggestions.
After I skipped work one day, I had a nightmare. I met my old high school crush, and we hugged. I embraced her more and she fell over, as if by fainting. When she stood up, she started punching me. I felt extreme pain in my heart later in the dream when I looked in a mirror, and this heart pain
remained when I awoke. I was so nauseated that I couldn't go to school that day, and I nearly retched. A few months later I began retching every day, and I have been for about one and a half years now. You're hearing this from a 24-year-old virgin who has understood how sexual selection works for a long time.
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