There’s been a lot of discussion on the intertubes recently about what the meaning of life is without gods and demons One of them is on my good friend Miriam’s LiveJournal. And there have been several good discussions about that in recent Humanist Symposiums. If you’d go look on the right-hand column of this blog and click on some of the entries under “Belief and Non-” you can find some more.
This is one place where freethinkers sometimes feel like their believer friends may feel they have some advantage. I know a good number of believers must feel themselves called on to say so in public forums. And apart from bald assertions that “We have a meaning to our lives and you don’t,” or “No, you don’t,” there may be one or two things worth thinking about
So let’s cut away some of the underbrush. If some deity shows up after our lives are over and sums up our lives like a bad joke, like Shecky Green saying” And the moral of the story is…” they should send that act back to the Catskills. Life is too rich to be summed up, even by a deity. It’s an insult, not just to our intelligence, but to the capacity of the human mind and all our human capabilities.
I also hear sometimes from believers that such a marvelous thing as life is a mere preparation for an afterlife. Even assuming it’s not a lifelong series of hurdles, trials, and tests, even if you solve the problem that there’s no way to get a “B” on those tests (it’s either “A” or “F”), I still find that hideous. Even in the constant training-for-tests world of Bush’s No Child Left Behind, there’s moments of doing and learning and simple joy. Not in life, evidently, according to some folks. We might as well be in Fritz Lang’s Metropolis. That’s a meaning for life? That’s reason to get up in the morning and leave your razor in the medicine cabinet instead of using it to slash your wrists?
Since the truth of the matter is unknowable and we’re in the realm of wishful thinking and theology (pick your favorite), why would the creator have not simply given us a life in the first place?
Which is exactly the position we’re in without a creator.
And the question is, what should we do with this life, whether we’re given it, or whether we just sort of end up here?
I have some answers — well, you don’t think I’d pass up an opportunity like that, do you?
First is to grow and change and become what I can become.
That’s the purely selfish answer (the libertarian answer, if you will). Growing is what people do. So this is nothing more complicated than being true to my nature. Yours, too, if you’d like to do the same.
But there’s another answer too:
I can do the best I can to help other people grow and change and become what they can become. It may be political or through direct action do-goodery. Self-actualization isn’t at the top of starving people’s list of priorities, as Maslow said, so getting there from here matters.
Penultimately, since that’s necessary but not sufficient, I should show as much unselfish love to the people around me as I can.
And, finally (as you must be saying, at last!) I should do whatever I can to help other people to show their love and nurture others.
Even if there isn’t a final summing-up, and all there is is what we do day by day, minute by minute, that’s not a bad way to spend your day