Areenactor, if you think we should stop giving people anti-biotics, that's a different subject. A different subject in my mind, don't get me wrong, I don't presume to understand how anyone files their madness, I only know how I file mine. By taking anti-biotics away from people, yes, you can help with over population in today's world. I don't think it's really fair for everyone who's taken anti-biotics every time they get the sniffles, anti-biotics can weaken one's immune system. However; if we clone everyone who dies young, we would over populate the world in a matter of generations. Someone dies every 1.5 seconds, someone is born every .85 seconds (If not exactly, it's something close) So what would happen if people stopped dying? We would see the change in our life, food prices would sky rocket, supply and demand, as would everything else with that many more consumers. Those of us who live in the middleclass would be struck with poverty fairly quickly, and we would wage war against the rich. Terrorists spring from poverty like disease. I'm not saying any of us would, but our grand children or great grand children, who would be born without the chance of hope or love we've experienced, they just might.
That said, no, I don't think it's fair a father of 4 dies, I think it's tragic when a child dies. But to live, as Dave has, shows great strength of character. Our dearly departed would have wanted us to live, not dwell on their deaths for our entire lives. When my friend died, I turned into your standard teenage rebel, doing things just to displease the older generations. That's not what we were like before, we were young kids, enjoying life, best friends forever type thing. He might have been disappointed in what I became. When I was 14, I got my first girlfriend, when I was 15 she died, she had window seat, I had middle. If I had gotten into the car first, I would have died. I lived with that regret, casting me into deep depression until I was 18. She wouldn't have wanted that, not one bit. Now, I'm 19, looking back at the years I threw away, dishonoring my dearly departed by becoming something less than what we were. If the high school years are truly one's greatest, I enjoyed half of my senior year and threw the rest away. Never before having the courage to enjoy life, but now I take everything it has to offer with new friends, not to replace those I've lost, but to live what I have left. That's what I meant by excepting death, I didn't mean to come off as unsympathetic, not one bit, and if I offended you or anyone else, I offer my deepest apologies.
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