If death has infinite disutility, why do we do anything other than attempt to maximize our lifespans? Why would anyone so much as cross a street, much less go skydiving or on any kind of adventure, if there were an alternative which entailed sitting at home eating bland but healthful nutrient paste?
If death has infinite disutility, why do we do anything other than attempt to maximize our lifespans? Why would anyone so much as cross a street, much less go skydiving or on any kind of adventure, if there were an alternative which entailed sitting at home eating bland but healthful nutrient paste?