“However, when contemplatating the leprous, the tuberculous, the HIV-infected, the hungry, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera, of this world, should you find yourself about to drown in unwanted feelings of pity and guilt, the following sophism might come in useful.
Fact : far fewer people commit suicide in poverty-stricken, war-torn, disease-ravaged societies than in the comfy, economically advantaged West.
Explanation : when faced with infinite toil, infinite grief, infinite fear, and infinite suffering, human beings are simply too preoccupied to stop and listen to the demons within.
And it is only when the demons are within that self-slaughter becomes an attractive option. For suicide is a kind - a rather drastic kind - of exorcism, is it not?
Yes, the one luxury affluent folk like you and I cannot afford is the luxury of that universal analgesic: adversity.
And so it is when, from time to time, I become aware of the suffering of the hapless hordes who inhabit this agonizing ball of pain we call planet Earth, I do not worry that my sufferings cannot possibly equal theirs. No, I feel rather envious of these people who have so much on their plates already that they have no need to spend their time wrestling with phantoms.”