…but that isn’t a valid argument. The terms are not defined. It is like an argument-- “if a shniggle whopterfroth exists”. You would have to define this thing before you could determine whether or not it existed. Such is the obscurity and ambiguity of all theological arguments. Consider Spinoza’s concept of “God.” It is so all-encompassing that it is empty; everything is God and therefore there is no particular possibility of error in a conclusion about it. Everything is God and everything is true about God, even what is believed to be false, because it too is part of God.
Arguments concerning the meaning of premises are lost before they are started. This accounts for 99 percent of philosophical argument. This is why philosophy is dead. This is why Wittgenstein was a moody bastard…because he knew this.
The only truth of a philosophical argument is that it is happening, not whether or not its contents are true or false. Just as an argument about “God” is not true or false because it is nonsense; what is true is that it is happening, that I see the letters on the screen, that you are making sounds with your eating hole, that I can hear them, etc., etc. And the moment we attempt to argue the meaning of the terms I just used to describe the present-tense state of facts above…we lose it again. Its hopeless. We’d be better off speaking with numbers. A pure binary language, which will be spoken by AI when the human race finally destroys itself.
What, you thought philosophy was fun? You thought you could just stop by ILP and “enlighten” yourself? Rubbish. This world is a disaster, and for every second you waste on “philosophy”, some seven year old child is weaving gym-socks in a dungeon somewhere in Nicuragua for a bowl of rice and half a rusty cup of water.
Aren’t we having fun, we “philosophers”? We should be because, gosh, we are sooo important. Helpful too…the way we figure things out, you know? I’d say we’ve done pretty good. Seven percent of the worlds population owns eighty-five percent of the world itself, and it only took four hundred years to get that way. Well, at least a few people are having a good time, even if at the expense of the miserable lives of the rest of the world. Right? Right. Where’s Ayn, I want her to spank my firm buttocks because it gives me pleasure, and we are pleasure seekers, objectivists, and noble creatures capable of collectively destroying our entire race in record time. We even beat the dinosaurs in the time it took to become extinct.
So here’s to you, oh philosophers. [raises glass of battery acid] What would we have done without you?
Umm…survived?
K.