Human EventsA Poem by Kenneth The Poet
moral philosophy is a
game of complexity, of nuance that the truly gifted can play with ease they are the Kasparovs, Karpovs and Fischers of the thought realm, able to see the mate at least seven moves out and we the rabble, all capable in other pursuits, look on with slack jaws and drool leeching out is it commanded by god because god is good, or is it good because god commanded it? is it best that the maximal good be for the greatest number? can suffering really be minimized for the maximally great number? are norms just fictions? are categorical imperatives even real? is there a moral theory that can be reconciled with the scientific method? or are humans so depraved than an authority external to our reality is needed to keep the flock in line? it's been twenty-five hundred years since philosophy dawned onto human consciousness and nobody has figured it out and yet, we are mostly moral beings that outnumber the sociopaths and are appalled when the sociopaths give into their ruthless tendencies it seems that pragmatism always overrules the is-ought problem, no matter what no matter what the nuanced ones want, the rabble seems to set the course of human events
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Added on July 24, 2015 Last Updated on July 24, 2015 AuthorKenneth The PoetBismarck, NDAboutKenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more..Writing
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