I've been to the edge, and there I stood and looked down. And then I turned around and walked away. I've been back for a few visits but have kept turning around. I lost a lot of friends there. Anthony and Ernest and Robin and so many others didn't turn back. It's easy for me to sympathize.

But maybe it's better to give them contempt. Moral opprobrium, disgrace, dishonor, could help the marginally committed to turn back.

Contempt for such great human beings, who did far more with their lives than I ever will? No. Just for one choice.

The ability to not sympathize with that choice is a blessing, an apple you may be better off not eating.