True Detective 1x01
Look. I consider myself a realist, all right, but in philosophical terms, I'm what's called a pessimist.
Um, okay. What's that mean?
Means I'm bad at parties.
Heh. Let me tell you. You ain't great outside of parties either.
I think human consciousness was a tragic misstep in evolution. We became too self-aware. Nature created an aspect of nature separate from itself. We are creatures that should not exist by natural law.
Huh. That sounds god-fucking-awful, Rust.
We are things that labor under the illusion of having a self, this accretion of sensory experience and feeling, programmed with total assurance that we are each somebody when, in fact, everybody's nobody.
I wouldn't go around spouting that shit, I was you. People around here don't think that way. I don't think that way.
I think the honorable thing for our species to do is deny our programming, stop reproducing, walk hand in hand into extinction, one last midnight, brothers and sisters opting out of a raw deal.
So what's the point of getting out of bed in the morning?
I tell myself I bear witness, but the real answer is that it's obviously my programming, and I lack the constitution for suicide.