Would you rather your child had a brief, difficult, glorious life, or a long, easy, mediocre one:

On the day after you or your female partner has a baby, you receive a visit from Pallas Athena, Sovran of Olympus*. Mighty Pallas establishes her bona fides by the usual methods**. Before you ask she says that she doesn’t need or desire any offerings from you; there’s no artifact on Earth she can’t get made better by Hephaestus, and if you had something that rightfully belonged to her she’d just take it anyway. Nor does she care one way or the other whether you worship her; she’s too cool for temples herself, and worship is bad for mortals.

No, Athena has come to inform you that you have a choice to make about the fate of your newborn. Your son or daughter, as it turns out, has hit the genetic lottery, likely to be far smarter, lovelier, and more physically able than average. But that isn’t all that is required for success; the attributes of courage, ambition, will, and compassion are largely lacking.

Athena can give your baby a bit of divine grace to make up for the lacking assets, and she will if you agree. The minimum amount of grace she can bestow will result in your baby growing to be the greatest hero of their generation. That doesn’t necessarily mean great WARRIOR. Your baby might instead be a brilliant physician or scientist, perhaps the leader of a new social movement, maybe a great artist; they’ll choose the path. Whatever they opt for, they’ll excel at it–but with a price. Just as their life will reach heights of glory few others can aspire to, they will also be plunged into terrible depths no one will envy. Their enemies will be as numerous as their friends, and it’s unlikely they’ll live past the age of 50; in fact, most people given such a grace die before 40. When your baby dies, a pro football stadium will not suffice to contain you and the other mourners, and for hundreds of years afterwards, their example will inspire others.

If you refuse Athena’s gift of grace, your child will live a mediocre one, their full potential never realized. Everything will be easy for them, yes–but they’ll never care enough to accomplish much. The combination of great intelligence and great timidity will combine to make the child so cautious they live till the age of 100 without ever being at all remarkable or, for that matter, truly happy. Few will mourn their eventual death, and ten years afterwards no one will remember them.

Again, Athena is not interested in you or your child becoming her worshiper or champion. But while she hates to see potential squandered, she also values free will; and as this gift of grace must be granted before the child’s third day of life, you must decide in the next few hours.

What’s your choice, and why? Why or why not?

  • I don’t wanna hear any crap from you heretical Zeus-worshippers. And don’t get me started about that wanker Apollo.
    ** Let’s say she magically teleports Jenny McCarthy to her side, convinces her that the anti-vax movement is full of shit using only sweet reason, and then, once Jenny has wept and apologizes, feeds her to a minotaur conjured up especially for the occasion.

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The first person I remember dying was a friend of mine when I was 2 or 3 years old. She was on one of those caterpillar pedal cars, and drove it into the street just to meet a real car.

Since we’re not guaranteed anything in this life, I voted to grant the grace and give her/him a chance at true happiness in this brief dream.

I think that’s probably the right choice, though I’d have difficulty making it. That said, I don’t think the OP says the child will be happy, or even happier, given the grace–just more able, more driven, more extraordinary.

But the OP does say “[…]they live till the age of 100 without ever being at all remarkable or, for that matter, truly happy.[…]” though.

Keep your hands off my kid and get bent, Athena. If you have all these magical powers, why haven’t you cured cancer or legalized recreational drugs?

I could not accept any gift that results in an early death for my children, regardless of how many mourners would show up to the funeral.

Kid is that special to me anyway, better keep special with me as long as I can. All those mourners who don’t show up at the eventual funeral of my mediocre kid are crazy not to be sad about the death of the most fantastic person ever to have walked the earth. Silly Athena.

Actually, your description sounds a lot like the Grandfather from Hell, full of potential for screwing up people - and not afraid to use it (Gramps did have guts).

Implicit in the second option is the lack of grandchildren, so the choice is pretty obvious.

I think the kid is likely to be very happy if they have a long and easy life, even if they don’t achieve anything anyone else would call “great.” Most folks don’t live their lives for an audience, they live it for themselves. So I would decline the gift of grace, I see it as a species of unhappiness.

I don’t know. But this disturbing question makes me notice how glad I am I don’t have this choice to make. Life has enough regrets without this kind of major, guaranteed wrong choice about somebody else’s life.

I’d have to choose mediocre, long life, for purely selfish reasons.
The biggest one of those is that I would never be able to NOT think, each and every day, that my child is going to die before I do. (Probably). Every day would be tinged with melancholy. Now, every day might be tinged with that anyway, knowing they won’t ‘live up to their full potential’, but it’d be much more acceptable, to me.

If a mediocre life of unfulfilled potential is good enough for me it’s good enough for my kids.

I’m quite enjoying it!

I’d accept it. I accepted it, in a way, when I chose to have my daughter born so early. She may not have lived long, but she’d burn bright. (And, as it happened, she both burns bright and lives, so…winning!)

I’m not much of one for “life at all cost”, though. I definitely value quality over quantity. And knowing that they’d never be truly happy with the mediocre life is the deciding factor. True, there’s no guarantee they’d be happy with the graceful life, but there’s a chance. And for me, the chance at true happiness is worth the attempt.

Hmm…so why am I not burning bright? That’s a good question… maybe it’s time to stoke my own fire…

I’m not burying my kid. 100 years for her.

Ditto. I’ll be damned if I choose anything that would doom my child to an early death. If Athena offered me a chance for my kid to live a glorious life in exchange for MY living a shorter life, I might consider it.

On balance I accept gift of grace for son and decline it for my daughter, because I am a sexist* who assumes my hypothetical son and daughter are going to be different in the average case.

Although I could totally see that being the other way around depending upon the actual son and daughter.

*Just getting that out of the way for knee-jerky types, especially since I’m the first to have the balls to do this in a public poll. I bet it would be different if it wasn’t public.

Oh and also I selectedthe wrong options in the poll. Ooops.

How about this you are that kid, now a mediocre somewhat blah late mid-lifer, with nothing in your accomplishment list. You find out your parents had that choice. Are you satisfied that they decided right on your behalf?

You’re the kid who at age 45 is about to be executed. You accomplished great things. Your parents’ decision to change your fate from one of mediocrity into old age into this one is revealed to you. As the trigger is pulled, the sword swung, are you thinking how happy you are your parents chose this for you?