Who can say, in all seriousness that they know good from bad?
Is it 'good' to be alive?

What absolute drivel runs through our minds on a day to day basis...

Geez, am I trying 'my best' to sound like Kevin Spacey's character in the movie 'Seven' or what?

The question is, "Is it good to be alive?"

Good Friday
c.1290, from good in sense of "holy" (e.g. the good book "the Bible," 1896), also, esp. of holy days or seasons observed by the church (c.1420); it was also applied to Christmas and Shrove Tuesday.

There's a twist on the question. Is it 'holy' to be alive?