None really. I needed rant space.
Descartes still annoys me, but less so than when I was reading only snippet extracts of his words. Also at that point in time, the chip on my shoulder was much more arrogant. You arrogant chip you.
In far more pressing matters, A Lesson is Learned updated, and there was much rejoicing.
Man he finally got that jampot's goat...he suuuure did. I talk to that guy a lot.
I realized what annoys me about this man...he goes to all the trouble to tear things down to the only thing he truly can know, and then goes to even more trouble to bring back everything he wants to believe in anyhow. It's bad science, that's what it is. Philosophy is bad science, in general, because it seems almost impossible to resist monkeying with your data to fit your preferred hypothesiss because it's all so damn nebulous.
I'm just being judgemental again.
Without much to back it up really.
Tsk, heather, tsk.
Nope, nope, it's still what I think. There's no logical move from point a to point b whatsoever except that he really, really wants point b.
He talks soooo much.
SOOOOOOO MUCH.
Huh. That's actually interesting.
If I made me up, wouldn't I see myself as perfect?
Hmmm.
Hmm.
To me at least, that at least allows you to deduce a reality outside yourself, but not necessarily a perfection outside yourself. The grass is greener etc., can only apply if someone else has some grass...but it seems a perfectly logical step to me to go from "there's better grass over there" to "there might be even BETTER grass over the hill" to "what if there was THE BEST GRASS EVER?"
Hahahah...oh, I just amused myself. Because there might indeed be the best grass ever. Ahem. Anyhow.
Ah well. I'll see how that test goes, and maybe drop this class. Because it would be easier schedulewise, but it would make things and things more difficult later. And by drop I mean withdraw. And I should stop doing that. Words words words.
I've just been talking at people recently. Or not saying anything at all. It both works, yes.
In far more pressing matters, A Lesson is Learned updated, and there was much rejoicing.
Man he finally got that jampot's goat...he suuuure did. I talk to that guy a lot.
I realized what annoys me about this man...he goes to all the trouble to tear things down to the only thing he truly can know, and then goes to even more trouble to bring back everything he wants to believe in anyhow. It's bad science, that's what it is. Philosophy is bad science, in general, because it seems almost impossible to resist monkeying with your data to fit your preferred hypothesiss because it's all so damn nebulous.
I'm just being judgemental again.
Without much to back it up really.
Tsk, heather, tsk.
Nope, nope, it's still what I think. There's no logical move from point a to point b whatsoever except that he really, really wants point b.
He talks soooo much.
SOOOOOOO MUCH.
Huh. That's actually interesting.
If I made me up, wouldn't I see myself as perfect?
Hmmm.
Hmm.
To me at least, that at least allows you to deduce a reality outside yourself, but not necessarily a perfection outside yourself. The grass is greener etc., can only apply if someone else has some grass...but it seems a perfectly logical step to me to go from "there's better grass over there" to "there might be even BETTER grass over the hill" to "what if there was THE BEST GRASS EVER?"
Hahahah...oh, I just amused myself. Because there might indeed be the best grass ever. Ahem. Anyhow.
Ah well. I'll see how that test goes, and maybe drop this class. Because it would be easier schedulewise, but it would make things and things more difficult later. And by drop I mean withdraw. And I should stop doing that. Words words words.
I've just been talking at people recently. Or not saying anything at all. It both works, yes.