On Chances

A conversation through a beer glass or three brought me to an interesting thought; "Do people deserve second chances?"

I argue that there really is no such thing, that life isn't so black and white.

A 'new chance' constitutes a clean slate, and as all memories and actions follow in one's wake, I find it impossible to believe that there is such a thing.

To put it bluntly, a 'second chance' is a fairy-tale notion.
Actions, reactions, memories, and all sorts of other attributes will continue to follow a person through any subsequent decision and action, regardless of the circumstance.

Well, complete amnesia could provide a second chance, but that all depends on circumstance.

Regardless; I feel that a 'chance,' so to speak, comes from the very beginning, and it is all one continual 'chance,' up until the day of death, if that makes sense. Every action is a reaction to a previous occurrence, and every decision is influenced by former ones. It is impossible to start over, to truly have a second chance, as life is a series of events without a singular breaking point. A second chance would require an absolute breaking point, severing all ties, personality traits, habits, and what have you.

Even if it was possible to have a 'second chance,' most of you assholes wouldn't deserve one anyway. I'm bitter.

That, my friends, is my two Cents on a current existential crisis.