As an undergraduate, I took a course in Ancient Philosophy, which was essentially going to be Plato and Aristotle (which is appropriate).
It became clear we wouldn’t be able to finish the Republic AND have enough time for Aristotle. I lead an insurrection to finish the Republic.
I can’t say I regret our finishing the Republic — the professor was certainly up for it, since a group of students DEMANDING TO BE TAUGHT was rare even back then — but as a result I had VERY little knowledge of Aristotle going into grad school.
I *tried* to remedy this by taking a course on Aristotle during my first year of graduate studies, under Idit Dobbs-Weinstein, using Joseph Owen’s magisterial Doctrine of Being in the Aristotelean Metaphysics: b-ok.cc/book/1247389/f…
But it was too hard. I wasn’t ready for it.
The point here is that, although it is a lot less formal, there are difficulty tiers in graduate work just as much as in undergraduate work.
Another cool lesson I learned on the path of chemistry:
I was top in my class, but the award for “top in chemistry” went to this other girl because her professor was head of the department and mine was a new hire.
But I was already bailing for physics, because ⬇︎
1 I was really, really good at chemistry. Just because you are really, really good at something doesn’t mean you necessarily *like* it much and
2 I still thought *physics*, as the fundamental science, might be a path to something profound about the world. I was very, very wrong.
Pretty soon I was doing a Philosophy/Physics double major, and I was good at physics too—but I soon learned that for at least 100 years or more it had become a kind of advanced recipe following. “Quantum cookery.”
I feel like this point is not well understood by many. It would probably clear up a lot of confusion about what I do with ideas.
A lot of the things I say, which sound absurd, *are*, in fact, absurd, but what I’m doing is following out the implications of what someone else has said, to see whether or not the initial assertion survives this or detonates in a BANG! of absurdity.
But most people, from my observation, feel as if they have a “right” to say things that have implications but not have the implications drawn, unless they approve of them.
Or have a right to made concrete arguments without the logical form of their argument being tested.
The problem with those who naively appeal to “the obvious” is that nothing is, in itself, obvious.
What the naif takes to be obvious may, upon reflection, turn out to be true — but his defect lies not in missing the truth, but hitting only by accident.
I have always liked this saying of Master Qingyuan Xingsi.
It always puts me in mind of Socrates, who often argued the views of the common people, against the “sophisticated” sophists — in an utterly uncommon way.
It is difficult to have a discussion with the sophisticated. Their sophistication gets in the way.
But it is impossible — often — to have a discussion with the completely uneducated man. Especially when they take a perverse pride in their own lack of education.
You deserve to be dismissed. You bring nothing of value to the table. You could, perhaps, be a student, but you are dead-set against having your ignorance corrected, so that seems unlikely.
Yes, I do, in fact, have disdain for ignorant moral subjectivists.
You deserve disdain because you hold a stupid and evil view of the world.
And you are, presumably, teaching this evil and stupid view to your children.
I hope for your sake they don’t listen to you and actually adopt sound views of morality.
Remember how Ahmaud Arbery claimed he was just out jogging? Apparently that was “his thing.” 😂
He literally has the nickname “the Jogger” because he’d (a) pretend to be jogging, steal stuff, and run away, or (b) run away from cops and others and if caught claim to have been jogging.
Does add a little doubt to the claim he was just innocently jogging the day he died, since that was his go-to excuse whenever involved in a crime. 🤷🏻♀️
I literally have only the vaguest, faintest ghost of anything like imagery.
I think almost entirely by means of concepts, and never by means of pictures/images. Because I don’t have any, or “none worthy of the name” as James says.