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If your consciousness exists right down to conversationally-induced existential dread, what do you care what or where the substrate it exists on is?
As long as poutine still exists and my elbows are still as sensuous then I don't care what happens.
Always reminds me of one of my favorite books (part of a series) The Collapsium by Will McCarthy. A big part of the book is their version of teleporting which does involve destruction and recreation, but while you're at it you could make more than one copy at the destination...
Read the "The Punch Escrow". Not star trek but well worth it if you're into this sort of thought experiment.
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Come on'n get your jamaharon on! There are no real rules—just don't break the weather control network.