My Suicide
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4.2 • 6 Ratings
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Publisher Description
Henri Roorda – a Swiss anarchist, math teacher, and columnist – shot himself in 1925, but left behind this essay, which examines his life and philosophy of “joyful pessimism.”
In this baleful, little-known treatise, Henri Roorda presents debt and boredom in a world of capital as “his reasons for going,” and he dissects these motivations with such astuteness that his anatomy of himself and his perceived failures becomes spellbinding. “My Suicide” is both melancholy and humorous, political and deeply personal – a meditation on unfulfilled desires and the “uselessness of old age.”
Translated from French by Eva Richter, “My Suicide” appears in English for the first time from Spurl Editions.
“Every now and then my suicide seems a little like a ‘farce’ to me. Oh! Why is the line that separates trivial things from serious things not better marked?” — Henri Roorda
Customer Reviews
Refreshingly Honest
Roorda wastes no words in this short work. While it’s sad that it was only made through the destruction of a conscious being, it’s clear that his choice to end his life gave him a sense of calm and ease. Many believe that people who commit suicide are not doing so rationally. But Roorda’s clarity of thought and the honesty with which he looks at his life (and the reality of life in general) should give pause to everyone.
Burn it
Republicans garbage viewpoints. Burn it