First of all, it is a qualitative issue. What we are discussing here is the issue of the form of life.
It has always been a very ambivalent sentiment to treat the disabled. Every time I see reports of them working hard to live with their disabilities, on the one hand, I admire this kind of perseverance in life, but on the other hand I can’t imagine the true meaning of life. Suppose that Hawking's god-like brain suddenly becomes ordinary, then what is the meaning of his life? What is the meaning of life for each of us whose body functions are completely normal? I think it's probably because my life is too thin to be tough enough, and I haven't been able to touch the true meaning of life yet. Life is really a precious thing, but what is the meaning of life, I still don't know, I have been thinking about it. Since you don't know the meaning of life, it is naturally impossible to correctly measure the value of life.
There are many such plots in Chainsaw Horror. It gives you a hope of escape, letting you cut off your legs, hurt your hands, or even tear off your own skin. Wait until you think you can make such a big sacrifice. When you are saved, you will ruthlessly smash all hopes of survival, Game Over. And the victims inside, without exception, chose the hope of survival that seemed to have suffered a heavy loss, instead of sitting and waiting for death. Of course, the psychology of the murderer is not something that mortals like me can guess, and the psychology of these victims probably thinks as long as they can live. From this perspective, the value of life should be at a very high position, no matter what its shape is.
Yun Tianming, a terminally ill patient in Trisomy 3, gave his brain to float in the boundless universe. The male protagonist in similar source code actually has only one brain left. Then, if we consider brain survival as a form of life, then what is the meaning of such life and what is its value?
Then there are quantitative issues, and more ethical issues.
There is an episode of criminal psychology that I always remember. The kidnappers kidnapped three good friends and told them that as long as two people can go out, let them decide for themselves. The natural trend of the TV series's plot is that one of them is malicious and wants to kill another thin and weak girl, and then is discovered by a third person, and in the process of stopping the first person missed and killed. It is simply happy ending. What I have been wondering is how to do the right thing in such a dead-end situation. It is impossible for everyone to defeat the kidnapper together. This is a moral dilemma. Look, there is still something above life.
Some time ago, TVB was banned from the sky and earth, isn’t it also the story of a few good friends who killed another good friend and then ate his meat and survived before unfolding. So, where is the value of life? Is the life value of the majority of people necessarily greater than that of the minority? Isn’t the issue of moral dilemmas raised in the public class Justice also about how to measure the value of life?
Life is precious, love is higher. If it is free, both can be thrown away. Love, freedom, faith...Look, life seems to be just the bottom one.
It suddenly occurred to me that I had discussed a realistic question with my friend. If someone wants you to kill an innocent person and give you one hundred thousand, would you please? What if the price is your life? Or is it the life of your loved one? Grandpa Marx told us that all commodities have value. If you want to exchange something with life, what is your maximum?
P.S. I hope that each of us will never encounter such a dilemma. Let's live a good life in a simple life. With a final cry, Frank is so handsome! !
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