maddog53 wrote...
I don't really care about the death part. Shit happens, if I die, I die and that's the end of it. As far as family is concerned, I don't care either, because after all I'll be dead. Needless to say, I'm not going to stand by idly and let it happen. If there's something I can do to prevent it I'm going to.
Yeap. Of course I want to live, and I'd go to... most any means to stay alive. Take an innocent life? No. Accept help? Yes. Kill an attacker? Hell yes. I'd curb stomp him just to be sure.
And of course my family will be sad when I'm gone. Now, if I die at a ripe old age, I'd hope not. I'm planning on paying for strippers for the funeral party in my will. Yay strippers! If I die in a car accident because some douche-wad was drunk behind the wheel, yeah they'd be sad. (I should still tell someone to take my money and pay for strippers, though.)
If there was a gun in my face, yeah. I'd probably pee my pants (while attempting to get out of the situation, by talking to him or disarming him. I mean, if there's a gun in my face, and I have time to see it [and pee my pants], the guy probably doesn't really want me dead, he just wants my wallet, or something.), because
of course its scary. That fear is a natural impulse, and it heightens your sense to get out of the situation. If you can use that fear, by all means, be as scared as possible. But, if you're dieing in bed at 96, then whatever. You've lived a long life. Go fertilize the ground, or do something useful. Get yourself stuffed, put LEDs in your eyes, and have your family pull you out for halloween. Whatever floats your boat.