My uncle was a Bolshevik before the February Revolution and Lenin's counterrevolution. He was arrested and imprisoned by the czarist police. In 1921 my father brought him to the United States. After four years of Lenin he was no longer a Bolshevik and was very happy in the United States. At the age of 98 he got dressed up in formal wear to go to a posh shindig. He had a heart attack and fell back dead on the bed all dressed and ready to go. That's the way to do it.

My wife's Uncle Bjarni was sitting and chatting with two friends in Norway. He never finished the conversation. That's also the way to do it.

Unfortunately David F, most people don't die from their first, or even subsequent heart attacks.

Heart disease is undoubtedly the number one killer in Australia, but it is certainly not the 'best' way to die.

If you survive the heart attack (MI) then it is a long hard road back to health again, if you ever get there.

The chest pain and fear of further attacks or death are no fun at all.
If the heart muscle is badly damaged, then you can live for years as a disabled person confined to home on continuous oxygen and breathlessness at rest.

Houellebecq, I couldn't imagine that asphyxiation (erotic or not!) could in any way be described as the 'best' way to go.
Have you ever seen anyone choke to death?

Mid-orgasm though Suze.