Best way to die?

[Ian]

You romantics who want to die in battle know nothing about it. You would probably charge forward, and three seconds after you meet the enemy have your guts ripped out, so that you fall to die in agonising slowness in the mud, which is slowly getting redder from your blood while you scream from the terrible pain.

Are we grumpy tonight?

I mentioned a romanticized version of that and even joked about how Klingon it was. I also used the term "preferably quickly".

[laklak]

You romantics who want to die in battle know nothing about it. You would probably charge forward, and three seconds after you meet the enemy have your guts ripped out, so that you fall to die in agonising slowness in the mud, which is slowly getting redder from your blood while you scream from the terrible pain.

Do you think I fear pain, human? Or death? What would your kind know of honor or courage? I have seen things you people would never believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser gate. All those moments will be lost in time... like tears in rain... Time ... to die.

[Blind groper]

To laklak

That is a wanker response.

[JimC]

To laklak

That is a wanker response.

No, it is actually a highly amusing literary reference...

[hadespussercats]

To laklak

That is a wanker response.

No, it is actually a highly amusing literary reference...

Ha HA! The wanker has become the wankee!

...

or something.

[cronus]

Innocent youth jests about death for the most part. Seeing life as the highway stretching far ahead there is no concern until the painting is revealed and the brick-wall beyond at around 40 years. Sudden the change from jest to fear.

[laklak]

Meh, I'm 59 and I ain't ascairt. It's gonna happen whether or not I'm quaking in my flip-flops and falling into a drugged sleep every night so I don't have to think about The Big Sleep. Might as well try to enjoy what ride is left. There is beer to drink and oysters to eat, fish to catch and fucking to do.

I'm going out like me ol' Da. 9mm behind the right ear, into the brainstem, no fuss no muss no bother. Well, a bit of muss and bother for whoever hoses down the patio, but other than that a pretty clean departure. And you get to set your own schedule.

So who's up for a beer and a dozen Apalachicola oysters? I'll get the first round.

[hadespussercats]

I am!
Unless you want me to hose down the porch after...

[Sean Hayden]

There is beer to drink and oysters to eat, fish to catch and fucking to do.

[Cormac]

Innocent youth jests about death for the most part. Seeing life as the highway stretching far ahead there is no concern until the painting is revealed and the brick-wall beyond at around 40 years. Sudden the change from jest to fear.

Well, unfortunately I can no longer lay claim to the callowness of youth, but I have absolutely no fear of death at all.

I do fear for the grief and loss that my wife, children, and extended family would feel.

I moderately fear the suffering - but not too much.

But death? Death is a breeze.

[mistermack]

As the world's biggest hypochondriac. In the consultant's consulting room. Just after the smug arrogant bastard had just told me '' it's all in your mind, there's absolutely nothing wrong with you ''.

Shame I'd never see the look on his face though.

Spike Milligan had '' See, I told them I was ill '' put on his gravestone.

[Cormac]

As the world's biggest hypochondriac. In the consultant's consulting room. Just after the smug arrogant bastard had just told me '' it's all in your mind, there's absolutely nothing wrong with you ''.

Shame I'd never see the look on his face though.

Spike Milligan had '' See, I told them I was ill '' put on his gravestone.

A witty Irishman, was Spike.