Post by rockefeller on Nov 14, 2022 13:44:09 GMT
I read johnVC's Did Neanderthals Go to Heaven Too? a couple weeks ago, a sci-fi offering in which technology allows the afterlife to be exposed, monetized and monopolized through corporatist fascism. Really tough call. In a way it's exactly the sort of SF I go for, an idea piece where plot and characters feel secondary at times to the research and philosophical musings. In the end, we'll be able to pay our way into heaven. Not sure how heavenly it'd be all chock full of rich pricks, but then I've never been a fan of eternal consciousness in any form that I can imagine.
If death were just the stopping of one's brain activity, a lot of people could say what it was like (humor here unintentional). But medically you aren't dead until modern (someday to be ancient) medicine sees no possibility of resuscitation. So it's getting harder and harder to die. Eventually it'll probably be impossible for anyone to stay dead, even those of us who've been eaten by saber tooth tigers, decomposing for millennia, or vaporized by atomic bombs. Never underestimate technology's reach or the universe's ability to remember. The Amish have this expression, "You're a long time dead." But actually, as in subjectively, there's no difference between before birth and after death, so you're not dead, as in nonexistent, for any length of time at all. For me anyway, the 14 billion years prior to my conception passed in less than a heartbeat, and I expect the trillion, or however many, years pursuant to my life to pass equally quickly.
None of which has anything to do with the cap in question here. Except maybe to expose certain personal biases towards its themes. I found the sex scenes, indeed the MC's entire relationship with his wife, a little superfluous, as in inducing of the same sort of gag reflex I experience when reading the back covers of the low-rack romance novels in Zehrs while Ms Rocks shops, but without the laugh. Though I kind of liked his relationship with the old indigenous woman.
Like most cap, it needs an edit. E.g.:
...from what I was seeing it had to be at least doubled that.
After you answers a few questions to our satisfactions...
Thousands of little rodents occupied every squared inch of ground.
But it seems like a fair amount of thought and effort went into this yarn, and that it might warrant further reflection and abuse from the denizens above. I know y'all are super busy with your own growth and survival, and I apologize if I've read this wrong. Know that your responses ("Moo... Glub...") will impact my future ambivalences (on the fencers).
If death were just the stopping of one's brain activity, a lot of people could say what it was like (humor here unintentional). But medically you aren't dead until modern (someday to be ancient) medicine sees no possibility of resuscitation. So it's getting harder and harder to die. Eventually it'll probably be impossible for anyone to stay dead, even those of us who've been eaten by saber tooth tigers, decomposing for millennia, or vaporized by atomic bombs. Never underestimate technology's reach or the universe's ability to remember. The Amish have this expression, "You're a long time dead." But actually, as in subjectively, there's no difference between before birth and after death, so you're not dead, as in nonexistent, for any length of time at all. For me anyway, the 14 billion years prior to my conception passed in less than a heartbeat, and I expect the trillion, or however many, years pursuant to my life to pass equally quickly.
None of which has anything to do with the cap in question here. Except maybe to expose certain personal biases towards its themes. I found the sex scenes, indeed the MC's entire relationship with his wife, a little superfluous, as in inducing of the same sort of gag reflex I experience when reading the back covers of the low-rack romance novels in Zehrs while Ms Rocks shops, but without the laugh. Though I kind of liked his relationship with the old indigenous woman.
Like most cap, it needs an edit. E.g.:
...from what I was seeing it had to be at least doubled that.
After you answers a few questions to our satisfactions...
Thousands of little rodents occupied every squared inch of ground.
But it seems like a fair amount of thought and effort went into this yarn, and that it might warrant further reflection and abuse from the denizens above. I know y'all are super busy with your own growth and survival, and I apologize if I've read this wrong. Know that your responses ("Moo... Glub...") will impact my future ambivalences (on the fencers).
