There are some very simple rules that you can follow while involved in an argument to keep the whole affair surgical, precise and as mess free as possible. Sometimes we don’t want surgical, precise or mess free. We want the mess and the spittle; the War of the Roses wages with our tongues, casualty list inclusive, with a crater blasted front and no hope of retreat. I understand this desire and I understand what motivates it. We can’t all be serial killers and sometimes, when life is a l...

Death is an exclusively individual experience, but the only remains, other than the carcass, are the memories and emotions (or lack thereof) of the people you leave behind. Along with all this comes their judgement. Unusually cruel, seeing as the recipient of said judgement isn’t present at their own hearing. So is it true? Do we die for others? In asking that – do we die for others? – I am not asking whether death itself exists for the benefit or detriment of anyone else other than th...