I still don't see the actual practical benefit of suffering. I've lived a very sheltered life, physically and emotionally. I've never needed stitches, never had my heart broken, I've always been pretty low-key emotionally, and I don't feel like I'm missing anything.

Besides, what are we going to do NEXT time we run into a more advanced race of aliens? I suppose we can just keep blowing up starlines, but what happens if they get the jump on us, like the superhappies got the jump on the babyeaters? It seems like we need powerful allies much more than we need our precious aches and pains.