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Featuring Freud! Groucho Marx! Socrates! Lily Tomlin! Kierkegaard! Buddha! New Yorker cartoonists! Zombies! And of course, Heidegger!
Daniel Klein and Thomas Cathcart first made a name for themselves with the outrageously funny New York Times bestseller Plato and a Platypus Walk into a Bar. Now they turn their attention to the Big D and share the timeless wisdom of the great philosophers, theologians, psychotherapists and wiseguys.
From angels to zombies and everything in between, Klein and Cathcart offer a fearless and irreverent history of how we approach death, why we embrace life, and whether there really is a hereafter.
As hilarious as it is enlightening, Heidegger and a Hippo Walk Through Those Pearly Gates is a must-read for anyone and everyone who ever expects to die.
Daniel Klein and Thomas Cathcart have known each other since they were philosophy students at Harvard. They have written several bestsellers together, including Plato and a Platypus Walk into a Bar and Aristotle and an Aardvark Go to Washington. Danny’s other books include Travels with Epicurus and Every Time I Find the Meaning of Life They Change It. Tom is the author of The Trolley Problem, or Would You Throw the Fat Guy Off the Bridge?
185 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 2009
Uh, Daryl, we're still waiting for an answer here. Do you really think you're going to die?
Daryl: Well, sure, I know everybody dies. Frank Sinatra's gone. So is Norman Mailer. Not to mention Napolean, Harry Truman, Genghis Khan, and my wife's aunt Edna. So logically it stands to reason that one day I will be dead too. I know that as sure as I know apples fall down instead of up."
Good, Daryl. Well said. But let's be perfectly clear here, we're not talking about your twenty-first-century scientific mind that calls 'em the way it sees 'em. No, we're talking about your regular, sitting-here-on-our-pouch consciousness. Right now, do you really believe that your days are numbered, that each moment that ticks by is subtracting from your allotted moments as a living human being? That when you reach your that's-all-she-wrote moment, you will cease to exist in every conceivable sense of existence?
First we need to do some catch-up on the human condition. In The Concept of Dread and The Sickness Unto Death(it was those upbeat titles that made Soren Kierkegaard such a hot seller in Denmark), Kierkegaard arrived at the meaning of anxiety and despair through a mix of philosophy and psychological introspection. But the psychological problems Soren was interested in weren't the kind that spring from one's personal history - like say, that your mother always preferred your borther and that your dad thought you were being a wuss- but rather the issues we all have as a result of being human and mortal. In fact, we suspect that if Kierkegaard were alive today, he might think the neuroses your corner psychotherapist treats are mere substitutes for our real issue: being responsible for living a meaningful life on the edge of the abyss of death.
"In his masterwork, The Denial of Death, the twentieth-century cultural anthropologist Ernest Becker wrote that even though we know objectively that we are mortal, we cook up all kinds of schemes to escape this devastating truth.
"Denial of death is civilization's survival strategy"
The monitor confirmed cardiac arrest as an elderly man suddenly lost consciousness. After about twenty seconds of resuscitation, he came to. Explaining to him that his heart had momentarily stopped, the doctor asked if he remembered anything unusual during that time.
"I saw a bright light," he said, "and in front of me a man dressed in white."
Excitedly, the doctor asked if he could describe the figure.
"Sure, Doc," he replied. "It was you."