Recently an old friend died in an accident at the tender age of 35. The unfortunate event has been described from 'sad' to 'unfair' etc.
Dying of old age is one thing, dying of sickness even.
But dying abruptly in an accident (or worse, being eaten by another creature, shark etc) is downright ludicrious.
If there is no afterlife in any shape or form, and one dies being struck by a surviving drunk driver or murdered at a theater, a tornado, or mauled by piranhas, what the hell is the point of that??
what of all your work to raise a good family, helping your fellow man, doing good deeds, building something etc.??
it's almost laughable to think that one can do all these things and in the broad spectrum of things death can make it all ultimately meaningless...