Zombie existential angst? (Not p-zombies, just the regular kind. Metaphorically.)
(Or possibly the worst kind of zombie. But still, metaphorically.) Since I was a kid, as far back as I can remember having thought about the issue at all, the basic arguments against existential angst have seemed obvious to me. I used to express it something like: "If nothing really...
I... don't think that metaphor actually connects to any choices you can actually make.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not against ignoring things. There are so many things you could pay attention to and the vast majority simply aren't worth it.
But when you find yourself afraid, or uneasy, or upset, I don't think you should ignore it. I don't think you really can.
There's got to be... (read more)