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People With University Degree Fear Death Less
An anonymous reader writes "People with a university degree fear death less than those at a lower literacy level. In addition, fear of death is more common among women than men, which affects their children's perception of death."
Grad studies are worse than any kind of death. I experienced both.
I became an engineer. I work in a cubicle. I bear a slight resemblance to Dilbert when in my work attire. This my friends, is worse than death. Therefore, I have no fear of death because I am beyond it.
But they fear typographical errors much more :-)
Bruce Perens.
Honestly, I can't for the life of me see why theists think that religion brings peace and comfort
Religion brings money and political power. If you can't derive peace and comfort from those, there's no hope for you!
And if I unexpectedly should be thrown into that lake of fire instead of fading into nothingness, well... That would be the time to go ahead with the full survive, evade, resist, escape program and take the bastard responsible for this on. Let's see who's burning in the end.
Ubi solitudinem faciunt, pacem appellant.
From the article:
at present, the education system does not have any formal and systematic method to deal with death in class. If death were introduced in the education system, children would have a more real and intense approach to life, and many of the problems derived from the mourning process in the adulthood would be prevented.
I hope they mean the topic of death rather than death itself. I don't really want our teachers killing anybody as an object lesson.
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It's a lot easier in the pulpit than it is in the pews.
Hell, you just have to pass around a plate and people put their hard-earned money on it. As a former altar boy I was fascinated by the collection. In my church, they had guys come down the aisle with these baskets with long handles, because they were afraid to pass a plate and tempt the believers with actually handling a dishful of money. It seemed like a great racket, and I may have gone into the church business, until I learned that the Priests got zero pussy. I remember asking my older brother what kind sex Father Moran was getting, and when he answered "None", I thought he said "Nun" and figured he was banging Sister Margaret Mary. Well, Sister Margaret Mary was a dead ringer for Dick Cheney, so I figured maybe there were better rackets to make an easy buck. That's when I decided to become an English major. Well, it was a long while before I started making any real money, and by then I had to join another kind of priesthood called "Academia", but I got to bang a lot of goth chicks (or what would be called goth today), who looked a whole lot better than Sister Mary Margaret. By the way, if you're college age and you're staying away from the goth chicks because you think they'd be no fun in the sack, don't be a dope. The pale makeup and dour expression both come off when they get a few drinks in them and they turn into more fun than Chucky Cheese on weed.
Anyway, what were we talking about? Oh yeah. Religion. Fuck them. And if you're an altar boy wondering what kind of sex your priest gets, stop wondering right now and run away because it's a trap!
You are welcome on my lawn.