Why do
some of us think death implies meaninglessness? One plausible explanation is
that when we are deeply unnerved by the unavoidability of our death, we may
confuse the end of our lives with the end of everything. Of course we all know
that the world continues to exist after we die, but it is easy to go from the
thought that we will no longer see the world after we die to the thought that for us the world does not exist after we
die. Surely ‘for us the world does not exist’ is still different from ‘the
world does not exist’, but it is just a small step to go from there to the
thought that for us there is no
difference between the two. If for us the world does not exist after we die,
and if we see meaningfulness as part of the world, then for us meaningfulness
does not exist after we die. Again, ‘for us meaningfulness does not exist’ is
different from ‘meaningfulness does not exist’, but it is also just a small
step to arrive at the depressing thought that for us there is no difference between the two.
The
problem with this series of thoughts is that there is no ‘for us’ after we die.
‘For us the word does not exist’ is nothing but a confused way of thinking
about our death: ‘For us the world does not exist after we die’ does not say
anything more than the trivial truth ‘We are dead after we die’. For those who believe that we continue to
exist consciously in some form after we die (i.e., after our earthly lives
end), it does make sense to speak of ‘for us’ after we die. But if we believe
that we live on after death, we should not believe also that for us the world
does not exist after we die, though we do not live in the earthly world any
more. In either case, there is no reason for us to think that death implies
that our lives are meaningless.
Another
plausible explanation of why we may conclude that life is meaningless when we
think about death is that we may confuse the end of our lives with the end of
everything about our lives. Tolstoy
seemed to be having such a confusion when he wrote that death “obliterates
everything: myself, my works and the memory of both” (A Confession and Other Religious Writings, p.33). Of course Tolstoy
knew that his death would not obliterate everything; what he meant was
presumably that his death would obliterate everything about his life. But even
that, as I have already pointed out, is not true: his works were not
obliterated by his death and we still read them today. Let us, however, imagine
that Tolstoy’s works (and everything that belonged to him or was created by
him) were obliterated at the very moment of his death and that no one
remembered him or his works after he died. Tolstoy seemed to think that his
life would be meaningless if that happened, but he did not explain why he
thought so. Perhaps it was because for him the thought was obviously true;
after all he did say that “once sober it is impossible
not to see that it is all a mere trick, and a stupid trick” (p.31, italics
added). But in fact it is far from
obvious.
Tolstoy’s
works still exist and are read by many people; would his pessimistic view that
death implies meaninglessness have been changed had he known that his works and
the memory of him would not be obliterated by his death? The answer seems to be
‘No’, for he had every reason to believe, and did believe, that his works and
the memory of him would last for a long time, but he still held that
pessimistic view. What really bothered him was the fact that eventually his works and the memory of
him will be obliterated. Now we should see that according to Tolstoy what is
necessary for meaningfulness is immortality --- even if his works would not
last forever, if he lasted forever, his life could still be meaningful.
Again,
Tolstoy did not explain why he thought immortality is necessary for
meaningfulness. Some of us would agree with Tolstoy on this or even think Tolstoy
was obviously right, but we have to keep in mind that without offering any
justification for believing that immortality is necessary for meaningfulness,
the belief may simply be a rationalization of our desire to continue to live.
At the very least we cannot simply take the belief to be obviously true. Indeed, some philosophers argue for the
opposite. Bernard Williams, for example, argues in his brilliant essay ‘The
Makropulos Case: Reflections on the Tedium of Immortality’ that “[i]mmortality,
or a state without death, would be meaningless, … in a sense, death gives the meaning
to life” (Williams, Problems of the Self,
p.82). If we find it hard to accept that immortality is undesirable, that, as
Williams also puts it, “an eternal life would be unliveable” (p.100), it is at
least reasonable to think that a life can
be meaningful without being immortal. In any case, instead of arguing
directly for this reasonable view of the relation between meaningfulness and
immortality, I am going to present a dilemma to those who think that
immortality is necessary for meaningfulness.
The
dilemma is this: either we understand immortality in terms of human life as we
live it, in which case we have no reason to believe that the meaningfulness of
life of this kind requires that the life be endless; or we understand
immortality in other terms, such as in terms of disembodied existence, in which
case it is not clear that we have any idea of what it is for that kind of life
to be meaningful. If an earthly human life cannot
be meaningful, why would lengthening it (endlessly) make any difference as
far as meaningfulness is concerned? In fact, it seems more reasonable to think
that if human life as we live it is meaningless, then living such a life
endlessly is equally meaningless, if not more so. The other horn of the dilemma
is even more intractable. For we can at least understand the idea of an
immortal human life in which we continue to do the kinds of things human being
are in fact doing or capable of doing, but if an immortal life is supposed to
be utterly different from human life
as we live it (and it is undeniable that a disembodied life is utterly
different from an earthly human life), then we simply do not understand what it
is like to live such a life, and hence do not understand what would make such a
life meaningful.
It should
be noted that none of what I have said suggests that death is not a bad thing.
There are cases in which we can reasonably say that death is not necessarily a
bad thing to happen to the person involved, but this certainly does not imply
that death is always not a bad thing to happen to a person. In fact, it usually
is a bad thing. But even if it is bad for a person to die now given the person she is and given the life she is living, it
does not follow that it is bad that she will die later. And even if it is
necessarily a bad thing for her to die, no matter when, it does not follow that
her life before she dies is
meaningless.