To the point of not being able to live with yourself if you didn't? To do it would be brave and noble, but to feel like you HAVE to or OUGHT to, that's an unnecessary burden to place on yourself.
I'm not looking at it from a sense of owing others...that's what I mean about it not being brave. I couldn't live with _myself_.
Now that I'm thinking about it, it's hard to explain.
There is a sense of nobility I suppose...If not me, then who?
It is also about an odd sense that all of my life is borrowed anyway. I really ought not be alive, statistically speaking, and I do not fear death at all.
I fear pain, of course. I'd rather avoid that portion of the program, to be sure. But asking others to take pain instead of me...I just don't think I could do it.
Note: if I ever get tortured for info I clearly don't possess, all my captors would need to do is threaten someone else and I'd cave like a caving thing.
I would volunteer (in theory) to be hostage but I am quite confident my employees would not let me. Here's hoping we don't find out.
I'm quite certain they would not and...amen.
Liese, not being warm enough is why we'd knit tabi style socks from some lovely and warm yarn.
The notion of going on after others were harmed in my place is unthinkable
But then you'd force them to live with the same explicit knowledge. Is that fair? And the premise isn't that they weren't picked in your place. Just that they were picked.
ita ! says what I was trying to say, in fewer words.
But then you'd force them to live with the same explicit knowledge.
Yep. Not brave. Pretty sure I said that.
Okay! Let's do it!
(Eta: err, knit tabi, that is, not make sacrifices resulting in our deaths!)
I'm already pondering what yarn(s) I'd want to use.
NOTHING BETWEEN MY TOES. EVER EVER.
I have worked out why Bristol Farms is so mad expensive. When I ask which apples are the Gala, the produce guy offers to slice me off a piece of one for a taste, and then one of another variety, just so I can compare. Dude, that's two entire apples I'm not actually buying...
Okay, now to work out why I shop there.
