Aach, we are all going to die. Again.
Well obviously we ARE all going to die, but a state of perpetual panic isn't going to improve the quality of life in the Here and Now.
What is the point of life if it is lived in constant terror? We may as well just all hang ourselves tonight.
As an aside, I died twice in an ambulance last year. I didn't find the death part to be in any way inconvenient. The resuscitation, however, was miserable...