I’m a nihilist and I find that a lot of people have an immediate, negative gut-reaction to that outlook (including on this forum, when everyone attacked me for encouraging it in someone that obviously wasn’t enjoying the meaning that society says we’re supposed to find in life) and I don’t get why. I don’t see how anyone could possibly believe that life has any intrinsic meaning, but more than that, I don’t see why it’s good or uplifting to believe that life has meaning. I just think, and perhaps this is a personality quirk of mine, that if life did have meaning then it’s just more depressing when everything inevitable fucks up. If life has no intrinsic meaning, then it also doesn’t matter how you ruin or waste your life. Any meaning that you or I find in life is unique and meaningful only to you or I. Whatever meaning I gleam from something is something I’ve attributed to it, not something in it that I’ve discovered. Any good thing that I do and that other people find meaningful is something that is meaningful because it touched other people in an apparently beneficial way rather than it being some deed of cosmic significance. I find that kind of pleasant. Why don’t other people find that comforting? I don’t get it.