I asked you to pick one. For example, in regard to something you did today. There are the parts derived from nature. The parts derived from nurture. The parts derived from a more or less complex intertwining of both.
I never argued that this is a “paradigm” that, objectively, every one of us is required to grasp in exactly the same way. The one and the only right way in which to think about why we do the things that we do. That’s what the objectivists like Satyr do.
Now, truth be told, I have almost no interest in exploring what you think about them. Why? Because I have almost no respect at all for your intelligence. As often as not it is just Kidstuff. Silly Kidstuff.
Phoneutria’s intelligence, on the other hand, does pique my interest.
If only because if we ever did sustain an exchange about genes and memes, her contempt for my intelligence would at least revolve around really sophisticated repartee.
I’d love to exchange ripostes with her. The more caustic the better.
Like a stick, using his whole arm, and the only difference with a stick is that it kept going after impact, allowing a figure 8 flow that keeps going. Fuck cares about a harness?
And it also shows how it is a beating weapon more than a fighting weapon.