It would be the only fitting end to a lifetime spent in the pursuit of knowledge. If I preferred willful ignorance I wouldn’t be hanging out here, presumably.
Ditto.
Meditate to equanimity and beyond.
Pff, I’m in Des Moines. We have (well, will have) a Whole Foods, for goodness’ sake. Most Iowans would consider me hopelessly citified.
I can’t imagine not wanting to know. I’m reminded of the old days, when someone was diagnosed with a fatal disease, and the doctor would tell all the family members, but not the patient. For me, living in ignorance isn’t an option.
I’d want to know. But keep it from the general population.
Individuals are rational. Mostly. Mobs never are.
Me, too. Depending on the disaster, I want to know if I should head for the deepest cave, or the highest mountain, and lay in supplies. If it all gets utterly unbearable, I can always off myself, but I’m not going out without even trying.
This. If I’m one of a select few, my wife and I quit our jobs, I spend a week buying a generator and stocking up on nonperishables (because my bet would be that word leaks out sometime in the last month or two), then we go on vacation for a few months. Then come home and chill as the end approaches.
Hmm…I think Skald is plotting something…probably. 
Easily solved. Skald, buddy, you know how we’re your friends and everything? Well, how’s about you just tell us…and then everyone we don’t care about can stay working to feed us while we all live like Charlie Sheen? 
i have faith in the 'ole earth. as long as it’s not big enough to crack the earth in two or move it out of whack wrt rotation and orbit, there’ll be a way to survive. an extinction-level event like the one described in the OP will likely mean a lot of people dead in two or three continents on the day of the event, several more dead in the days to come, and then silence. there’ll be dusky days for at least 5 years wherein crop failures will persist for several years, killing most of the people and animals. only a few patches of the earth will stay green and sunny. stocking enough food to last a year seems easy enough. if in one year you meet up with enough like-minded people, surely there’ll be a way to maintain a small population.
I’d want to know, so I can prepare for the aftermath. No extinction-level impact kills everything, and fortune favours the prepared.
Yes, I’d want to know. Not so I can sit around and piss and moan about it (heaven’s gonna be better than this world) but so I can have some fun while I’m waiting for the 6 months go to by 
It’s November now:
December, January, February, March, April. . .
Fuck not knowing. I ain’t going to do my taxes.
NO. How would one “have some fun” waiting for the 6 months to go by? I have an anxiety disorder and would probably curl up in my bed, shivering with fear, for 6 months. If I remained in ignorance, I could simply go about my daily life in my plodding routine, under a cloud as usual, but doing the best I can every day, as always. What good would it do to pull out my life’s savings and take a plane to, say, the French Riviera, if the whole world was using the approaching end as an excuse to just go nuts, rioting in the streets? I can’t see that as ‘fun’. My loved ones are few in number and while I can see a few days of closeness, angst, and hand-holding, that would get old fast, too.
Um, this IS a theoretical question, right?
Right?
Absolutely, I’d want to know.
At 55, I’m the youngest member of my family. There will be little or no agonizing grief, because none of us has great expectations for the future, except my Dad’s second wife, who has children and grandchildren. We will all be able to enjoy this last six months, and arrange to check out as comfortably as possible as Doomsday nears, with no worries for the future, nor regrets for the past. If my stepbrother and his children want to try to survive it, we can try to help them, but I don’t think any of the rest of us would bother.
Sometimes even a five year supply of Mormon brand canned creamed corn won’t save your ass.
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Missed edit. Though if the world is ending I’d rather listen to some music rather than scientist blathering on.
Or yakety sax taken to the next level
I would like to know a few days ahead of everyone else, if everyone else will find out. I need to lay in a supply of canned goods, some ammo, and a lot of bourbon.
Regards,
Shodan
Shodan, make sure you include the granddog in your plans.
Reagrds,
Oy!
There would be huge run on luxury goods, a lot of shootings, sex, etc. if the word got out.