Her idea was flawed, because first an foremost she missed the fact that a man does not originate in himself, he has to be brought into the world by another trough an act of sacrificial love, and that fact alone means that he can’t possibly be the “end to himself” that she claims he is.
It’s not by accident that her life was miserable, her miserable life was the direct consequence of her trying to live out her fatally flaws view of the nature of man and his end.
everyone is brought into the world in an act of sacrificial love?
Not unless you think the rewards of having children are *less* than what it takes to create and raise them. Many people i know view having their children as a joy exceeding anything they must do to have them.
Having children is certainly not usually an act of “sacrificial love”. It’s usually someone getting exactly what they desire. That’s not a definition of sacrifice.
Anyway guys, gotta run, i feel the need to sacrifice a dollar and a quarter for some McDonalds coffee.
Joan of Arc saw life as a poor farm girl, a few years as a bloody soldier, then imprisonment, rape and burning alive.