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So I was trying to get to sleep last night but my brain was ticking over making stupid tangents. This all happened in the space of a few seconds, here we go:

Hooray i'm flying to America soon!
Wonder if I should get a seat with extra leg room?
It's a long trip.
I hope the plane is comfy.
Someone at work said the A380's are very comfortable.
But we didn't get one of them, shit.
But wait, they had engine trouble, that's probably good.
It's ok though, I don't think anyone died.
You'd just coast along with one less engine and chill somewhere.
But flying to America you're going over the ocean.
What if you chill in the ocean?
Would they still deploy the blow up slides if you're in the ocean?
Shit I hope I could get a life jacket.
Would you just bob up and down there for ages in a life jacket or would you have a little raft?
How long would it take for someone to find us?
Jaws.
More sharks.
Killer whales.
Giant squid.
Tentacles.
Cthulhu.
I remember Sinbad The Sailor story from a kid, he was in a similar situation.
He prayed to the gods that no harm would come to him by creatures in the ocean.
Would I do that?
But I don't believe in god.
It worked out for Sinbad ok.
Would I still do that?

So, the question I came up with was.. if you were in some extreme and dire circumstance (such as stranded in the middle of the ocean) would you pray to god / the gods that you don't get eaten but returned safely?

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I couldn't decide if I would or not.

I'm not a believer, I'm a man of facts and evidence. I was getting worried if you did pray "for the sake of it" and you got rescued, you would be one of those idiots that had a "life and death experience" and would have to turn to god and become a priest or some shit.

I think I'd be too proud to, and would try and punch the shark in the face before praying. But I couldn't decide fully.

What would you do?
Ralphie
Assuming I wasn't injured, I would busy myself pulling others out of the plane, finding life jackets, generally helping and encouraging people that it will be fine, while quietly shitting bricks on the inside. My standard response to accidents or high stress situations is to turn into an emotionless calm robot that just does what needs doing. God won't save you, save yourself.
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Ralphie wrote:
Assuming I wasn't injured, I would busy myself pulling others out of the plane, finding life jackets, generally helping and encouraging people that it will be fine, while quietly shitting bricks on the inside. My standard response to accidents or high stress situations is to turn into an emotionless calm robot that just does what needs doing. God won't save you, save yourself.

I think I'm quite the same, i'm very much a "put your head down and do what needs to be done" person. But that wasn't the question.

After everything's just dandy and you're all just bobbing in the ocean in your life jackets for a few hours, 5000km away from the nearest shore, would you turn to god to help save you? To ward off the sea monsters from eating you or sterring a search and rescue plane in your general direction?
Jiminy
Ralphie wrote:
and encouraging people that it will be fine,


Oh, you're that guy.

I'd be conspiring with the strongest males left to wrest control over whatever supplies were left to insure my survival at any cost.
Last edited by Jiminy on Mar 22nd, 2011, 10:40 am, edited 1 time in total.
Hanlol
I'd probably help people but the idea of floating in the sea would turn me completely insane me thinks.

Pretty sure I'd have an anxiety attack and then suffocate tbh.
Ralphie
Hard to say. It would go against every part of my rational self and I'd just feel silly afterwards if I did it and survived. (unless I prayed for salvation and a magical flying dolphin with a saddle appeared and I rode it to safety). I don't think it would be hypocritical to pray in that extreme situation. When you're desperate to survive you will grasp at any minute chance regardless of how unlikely it is.

I would liken it to confessing under torture, where all your morals and standards are tossed out the window and you say anything at all to try make the pain stop.
Ralphie
Jiminy wrote:
Ralphie wrote:
and encouraging people that it will be fine,


Oh, you're that guy.

I'd be conspiring with the strongest males left to wrest control over whatever supplies were left to insure my survival at any cost.


You just showed your hand. Now I know who to eat first if a boat of twelvians gets stranded on an island
Konstantine
Reminds me of a Regina Spektor song.



(Link = http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-pxRXP3w-sQ )

No one laughs at God in a hospital
No one laughs at God in a war
No one’s laughing at God
When they’re starving or freezing or so very poor

No one laughs at God
When the doctor calls after some routine tests
No one’s laughing at God
When it’s gotten real late
And their kid’s not back from the party yet

No one laughs at God
When their airplane start to uncontrollably shake
No one’s laughing at God
When they see the one they love, hand in hand with someone else
And they hope that they’re mistaken

No one laughs at God
When the cops knock on their door
And they say we got some bad news, sir
No one’s laughing at God
When there’s a famine or fire or flood...
Last edited by Konstantine on Mar 22nd, 2011, 10:46 am, edited 1 time in total.
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Survivor: Twelve.

Well this thread got derailed sooner than I expected.

Video didn't work Kon. Though it is a lovely song.
Ralphie
We probably need you actually, you have useful trade skills. I'm a cartographer, so eating me would be dumb too. Eat the IT guys imo. We need the women though obviously.
Jiminy
This is a good point. Your geographic skills would be invaluable in finding me the minerals i would need and also in any possible cave exploration. I propose a truce and the sharing of the left over females. We would eat the unruly IT guys, but the more submissive ones could be used to perform menial tasks, like sweeping the cave.
Konstantine
I've got a better idea. How about we let most of the men kill each other, keep a few around for breeding purposes, and establish a gynecocracy?
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