Why not age?
We talk a lot about how to prevent aging, let's take a look at why we're doing it? Three specific questions
- When was the first time (your age and circumstances) when you decided you didn't want to age/die/etc.
- What were or are your influences for this decision?
- What's the main thing you're looking for from aging?
What would you be willing to forgo for extended life? For example, would you be willing to look like an old wizened person (white or no hair, wrinkled, stooped etc), as long as you felt healthy and lived a long time?
- When I was a kid and first learned about death I freaked out (I don't remember it but this is according to my parents). I absolutely could not handle the idea, and to this day am allergic to the idea and can't stand the thought of death. I avoid funerals, even of extended family members, because it's so stressful. My will to live is so strong I honestly can't understand people who accept death, it fundamentally doesn't make sense to me.
- Seem to have been born with it. Death isn't logical - it's an accident of evolution that we have the minds to understand death and also have the machinery that eventually wears out. It isn't right, or certainly not something I approve of. Otherwise I'm a scientist and read a lot of Sci Fi, so the idea of technology for life extension is perfectly natural.
- Just time itself. Time to really come to understand myself, others and the universe around us.
EC I'd give up just about everything for more time - a brain in a box, or an old wizard is fine with me as long as I have my same mind.
Fascinating topic. Thank you for posting.
Not easy to think about. If you'd asked me this question 25 years ago, I'd counter point that "time" is only half of the equation. Quality of life is the other side. And I'd be wondering how to balance the two.
Now, at age 75, I'm not so sure. With a basic quality of life, time becomes the dominant variable. You mentioned above, "a brain in a box". That startled me because I already almost feel like a brain in a box now -- the box is my apartment. Almost all physical needs are taken care of: meals get delivered as I order them, or prepared by my maid to recipes I select. Dish washing, laundry, errands also done by the maid. What few products I buy are mostly ordered on the Internet and delivered. Socializing and conversation with other brains in other boxes is mostly by email, and occasionally by phone. And I like it this way, I really do. I'll go to some lengths and pay extra expense, to avoid leaving this box.
Many would say, "You need to get out more. Go for walks in the park. Go to the beach. Go to a movie. Go...go...go. No thanks. More and more, I'm focusing on extending my time (and my health) right here, and enjoying life very much.