Proletariat
I am not fearful that the moment will come someday that I will die...
I am afraid in that moment that some asshat will ruin it by being all noisy and shouting.
I want to go peacefully with my last thoughts all my own, not in some plane crash or something with a bunch of screaming morons screwing up my last moment on earth with their panic and stupidity.
Yeah well no shit.
I understand the math, that I'm far more likely to be killed while I'm running, by a fat lady driving a Lincoln, than I ever am by flying to wherever, as the government's toke race-card that savages can be taught to do chemistry.
My problem with death, is that people don't just "go in their sleep." For a human body to die, something has to fail. He art if you're lucky, that way your consciousness is deprived for maybe a minute or so before all perception ceases. Most people will not have it that easy-- the luckiest among us are going to suffer for a few hours, their kidneys shutting down first, their brains realizing that something is wrong but not sure what, maybe their bodies clawing at a loved one before dark.
The unluckiest among us are the ones that are those that know what's coming, and know it's going to be hard. I'm talking about the people being interorrgated by Mexican drug cartehls, the innocents at Guantanamo Bay that have maybe 100 more water-boardings before it's finally over. The 6-year old in Salt Lake childrens hospital that totally knows her fate--and in case that weren't unsulting enough, she is aware that donations from mormons have kept her alive this long. We're all old enough to decide about mormonism. . were mormonism left in the hands in a dying 6-year old, what do you think she would he say?
When Richard Phillips Feynman was dying, and knew it (god know what Putrid was doing at this time, he was her mentor, she hung out with him in Pasadena bars), he was walking with his best friend, a computer scientist. It's in Feynman's last bits, you can google it--the kid is really down and Feynman asked him what the problem was. In interviews afterward, everybody is just cutthroat to this kid about what Feynaman utactually said. Google it on your own, but they were walking together--kid was really down, and Feynman asked what was eating him. Kid responds: "I'm very sad that you're going to die."
Feynman digested this for a long moment and then said "You know, that bugs me too. But not as much as you would think."
2 weeks later, he was done. His last moment was a magic trick, recreated by his sister.
I would say that the state of death isn't something that should be feared by anyone. The transition should be feared by everybody, it's not going to be pleasant.