Dangerously pessimistic to whom? Why do these kinds of values frighten so many? An appropriate shame for their enthusiastic, mindless, tail-wagging philoprogenitiveness, perhaps? The creation of life is surely a moral abomination, no?
I don't think life as a "curse" as such. That implies too much to go into here. I think life is horrible, and any ruggedly dogmatic empiricists wouldn't have too much difficulty backing that up.
Why haven't I committed suicide already, you ask? Well, there are certain things I'd like to do first. Getting laid, for example, may seem trivial to those who've been copulating ever since those first sticky, awkward backseat encounters aged 12, but to me I'd say it's acquired additional meaning. I'd like to travel and see some things. I'd like to have a genuine friendship. I'd like to learn another language. I think once I've done these kinds of things I'll be spent.
I may be an attention whore on this site. That's a value judgement. In life, I'm not. I barely speak to anyone about anything, let alone something as weighty as this. So stuff that down your platitude-spewer, you dispeptic gasbag!
It's fascinating that this post has gotten so many views already. I hope it continues.