What doesn’t kill me makes me stronger, and crazier

From my post on Medium titled “Like Nietzsche, what doesn’t kill me makes me stronger…and crazier.

Shouldn’t kids be afraid of missiles? Shouldn’t adults be afraid?

Nietzsche said in his book Ecce Homo:

“What does not kill him makes him stronger.”

That sounds reasonable. It does seem that the more we experience these types of attacks, the less afraid of them we are. But there’s another side to the coin too: after writing Ecce Homo, Nietzsche went completely insane. So which is it: the more we experience terrifying experiences, the stronger we are? Or are we just crazier?

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Missiles above my head

This literally happened above my head on my arrival to Tel Aviv. Thank God for Iron Dome. Now on to my meeting. Surreal.

Here’s how I ended up on the street while missiles were being shot down: the siren went off while I was in an underground parking lot so I didn’t hear it. My phone went Yo (as in, the Yo app announced the air raid siren by saying “Yo”), but I didn’t realize the siren was in that area. When I got to street level I started to get the idea that the siren may have been there, but nobody seemed very worried and there were people on the street. So I went out and see people looking at the sky. They explained why. Being out there anyways, and not seeing anything falling, I took the picture.

All this war talk

Here’s what I think about all this war talk:

Wasn’t it just a few months ago that

“Wake up! It’s late!”

Someone else was bombing

“Where are your shoes?”

us? Between all the wars

“You’re gonna miss the bus!”

It’s hard to keep track

“Love you. Have a good day!”

of what happened, and when,

“Did you send the proposal yet?”

and how things turned

“Who’s our contact person for this project?”

out. But from what I can remember,

“Can you talk at 12?”

it wasn’t so bad.

“Oh no, you forgot your food?”

Or maybe I’m just getting used to

“This is a really cool new plugin.”

war. Or maybe

“What are you making for six meals on Rosh Hashana?”

life is too busy to think about it.