Dr. Shades wrote:Jersey Girl wrote:A young acquaintance of mine here is currently in a medically induced coma with TBI. I think of his family, "good Christians" and think of him, their hardship, the strain they're all under. And I wonder...why him? Why does it have to be him?
It doesn't have to be him. Random things happen to random people at random times, randomly. There really isn't any need for any existential angst.
And yet, existential angst exists for many.
Little Charlie Gard over in the UK. The court system having assumed custody of the child, while the parents try to fight the battle of their life for his life, knowing that the outcome likely won't provide a miracle but still, they want a chance. All these folks criticizing them for their efforts. When they aren't in love with Charlie Gard.
"In love??" I think you mean, "when they don't love Charlie Gard."
I mean exactly what I said. "When they aren't in love with Charlie Gard". Exactly that.
Some small part of me (I lied, it's a big part of me) has a tendency to look at all of the above and wonder... why them? Why him? Why? Why couldn't it be OJ who has the brain tumor or TBI? Why isn't OJ desperate about his child? Why isn't OJ worried sick about his ability to access health care?
Because those things didn't randomly happen to that random person (i.e., O.J. Simpson) at this random time, randomly.
Yeah, I know. That was part of the point of my SOC post.
There are time when the world doesn't make sense to me in terms of justice . . .
Good, because the world doesn't make sense in terms of justice. There are only random events that happen to random people at random times, randomly. The sooner you accept that fact, the quicker your existential angst will end.
What are you talking about? I've accepted that fact most of my adult life. That doesn't mean one doesn't empathize with the plight of others in tragic circumstances. It's called compassion, Shades, and the desire for what we think of as justice.
and I think the only conclusion that I can reach is that the only thing we have any control over is doing justice to each other.
That is correct.
We need to have coffee and talk. But I'll drink tea.
