Table Tennis (and the Meaning of Life)

Table Tennis (and the Meaning of Life)

I was watching the Olympics a few months ago and made a point of checking out the table tennis. I used to play a lot as a teenager—we had a table at home and my brother also played. Naturally, I was pretty good at it (the best in the school anyway). I thought: “Damn it, Colin, get a table! You love the game and used to be good at it—why hesitate?” The reason I hesitated was that I had no one to play with, or no one available and good. But, I reasoned, once you get the table you will find partners—just go for it! So, I went for it: I bought a table and installed it on my front porch. Of course, I bought new bats (rackets, paddles) and a high-quality net (very important), as well as dozens of balls (now hundreds). I found a couple of friends to hit with, though not of the most expert level, and it turned out my handy man and a construction manager I know were pretty good players (but not very available). I was still not supplied with enough partners to fulfil my needs, however. So, what did I do? First, I bought what is called a rebound board—a mounted plank with a rubber surface that sends the ball back to you when you hit it. This was okay, but you need to be a skilled player to keep the rally going. I decided to buy a table tennis ball machine that would spit balls at me for practice. It came with a net to fit over the other end of the table to catch the balls. This was a step up, because it simulates real play, though not perfectly. But you can’t serve to it, so I needed to work on my serve separately. This was about three weeks ago: I undertook rigorous serving practice.

The thing is, you don’t normally practice your serve, because you are always playing other people. But that was not my situation, so I practiced my serve a lot. And I did it thoroughly, systematically, diligently. Let’s talk about the serve, because it’s a fascinating topic. There are basically three kinds of table tennis serve: topspin, backspin, and sidespin. These can be executed either by forehand or backhand, so there are quite a few possibilities; and that’s not counting variations (e.g., backspin with sidespin), as well as bat trajectories. I invented a couple of new types of serve that I have never seen used and are perfectly good ways to serve (hard to explain without being able to provide a demonstration). I have hit thousands of serves over the last three weeks. For me, the easiest is backhand topspin, a fast serve with a lot of action on the ball (it flies up in the air when you try to return it). I improved this tremendously. I also figured out the best way to hold the bat for forehand topspin serves—in tennis lingo, use a western not a continental grip, which requires moving the forefinger across the back face of the bat (again, I would need to show you). Now, when you put in this amount of work, you develop a wide range of serves that go in and are difficult to return. You also get much more consistent, rarely missing. The time came to play with my handy man partner Michael and I was interested to learn what all that practice had done for my game (it’s hard to judge without a partner). This was yesterday. He is a very decent player with a fast forehand serve and mastery of spin (though somewhat out of practice). I killed him. Previously, he was holding his own, but not anymore. Oh no. My point is that in table tennis you can dominate just by serving well—particularly because most amateurs never practice their serve. They just play and hope their serve improves. This is emphatically not good enough. Mark my words: YOU HAVE TO PRACTICE YOUR SERVE. It’s the same in regular tennis, but in table tennis it’s crucial. Most players simply cannot return a well-trained serve, but it isn’t that hard to develop such a serve (unlike tennis). And I wasn’t even using my fancy serves! I am a decent human being, after all. Poor Michael, standing there, befuddled, defeated—I felt for him, I really did. I told him about the previous three weeks and encouraged him to work on his serve, or serves (you do need several). I gave him some tips. I analyzed his serve for him (it was illegal by the way). I thought: “All that solitary practice paid off”. My game had been transformed. As a bonus, my other shots were considerably improved because of all the bat discipline I had instilled in myself. It was hard work, but it paid off (and not that hard).

How does this bear on the meaning of life? Well, table tennis is the meaning of life for serious players, but for us amateurs the parallels are obvious. Chiefly: Put in the less glamorous and less fun work; be patient; analyze what you are trying to achieve; turn deficits into opportunities; spend time alone; focus. I had never thought of practicing my serve this way as a teenager—I just wanted to play. But it would have improved my game massively: a good serve kills. It defeats, destroys, humiliates. Of course, expert players would have no problem returning serves at the level I am talking about—they would kill my serve. It would come back at me unreturnably—smash! During this period of table tennis dedication (madness?), I watched a video on YouTube of Roger Federer playing table tennis with an eight-year-old Chinese girl (name of Pineapple). I knew Roger could play, but I was impressed with his level of ability—he has clearly played a lot of table tennis. She destroyed him. He asked her how long she had been playing; she said since she was five, so three years. He said he had been playing thirty years, giggling the while. That’s table tennis for you. He looked like a klutz next to her. Anyway, my life advice to you is this: Practice your serve.[1]

[1] I would actually like to teach the game—particularly to young children and old codgers,

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Atheism and Moral Realism

Atheism and Moral Realism

So-called moral realism is the doctrine that morality is mind-independent. In particular, it is independent of judgments, attitudes, legislative acts, or emotions. It is therefore incompatible with divine command theories or human approval theories: the good is not what God commands and not what humans approve of. Moore’s theory of the good is a realist theory: goodness is a simple unanalyzable property, and therefore not the complex property of being commanded by God or approved by humans. Goodness is conceived as objective in the way shape has been thought to be objective—things are good or square irrespective of how they are perceived or evaluated. Things are good (or bad) in themselves, not relative to the minds of observers or legislators. Minds are not necessary for moral properties to be instantiated.[1] A theist who accepts the divine command theory cannot therefore be a moral realist, any more than the most extreme moral relativist can be; indeed, he is a kind of relativist, with God being the thing to which moral truth is relative. Theistic morality is a kind of anti-realism about morality. Moral realism dispenses with God as the foundation of morality, so that theistic morality comes out as anti-realist. Divine command theory doesn’t make morality independent of God’s commands! Moral realism makes morality independent of God’s edicts, nature, and even existence. It is a morality suitable for atheists, but not for traditional theists. The two are not logically incompatible: you could be a theist and a moral realist—you simply reject the divine command theory. But that would not suit the traditional theist, because he places great stock in the idea that God is the metaphysical basis of morality; viewing morality as existing independently of God’s will is anathema (blasphemy). God and morality are supposed inseparable, but moral realism takes morality to be separate from God’s will and nature. In fact, there is a danger that God will be deemed redundant if he isn’t the foundation of right and wrong—for didn’t he create everything, including morality? If the authority of morality is split off from God, then God isn’t needed to get morality going. Not only is moral realism available to atheists; it is arguably not available to theists. Theists really need the divine command theory to be true, on pain of excluding God from a constitutive role in the formation of moral truth. It may be that only atheists can be moral realists in the sense defined.

Of course, atheists need not be moral realists—they could hold a variety of human-centered views of morality. For reasons I won’t go into, I find this position unsatisfactory, because no defensible view of moral truth can be constructed on such a basis. Essentially, a secular version of the Euthyphro argument applies to all such positions: moral propositions are not true because people accept them; they accept them because they are true. Human command theories are as defective as divine command theories—the good isn’t what the gods love, and it isn’t what the people love either. The point I am making here is that moral realism is an unattractive position for theists, given their general theology; and an atheistic morality had better choose moral realism over anti-realism on pain of losing morality altogether. We can’t preserve objectivity by going theist, and the atheist does better to endorse moral realism. Really, atheism and moral realism are the only acceptable positions to adopt if you want a good account of moral truth.  Atheism plus moral anti-realism produces an unacceptable morality (subjectivist, relativist, arbitrary), while theism plus moral realism is inconsistent, unless we deny that God plays a constitutive role in fixing morality. Atheism and moral realism are fully consistent with each other and don’t lead to moral collapse; but every other combination is ruled out–in particular, theism and moral realism. The only way to avoid moral collapse is to accept atheistic moral realism. Theistic moral realism is not an available position, because divine command theory is not a form of moral realism, and rejecting it leaves the theist in a perilous theological position. It is like trying to be a theist while rejecting the claim that God created the universe—that is a requirement on God not a theoretical option. Likewise, if God isn’t needed to explain morality, but just exists idly alongside it, then his rationale is undermined—he becomes a useless cog where morality is concerned. The only stable position is atheistic moral realism—it leads to no intolerable consequences. We get to keep morality in a robust form (by virtue of moral realism) while not courting the intellectual tensions inherent in theistic moral realism; in particular, we don’t have the problem of explaining how God (the God of the Bible) can coexist with a God-independent morality. The anti-realism inherent in divine command theories disqualifies them from forming the basis of morality (by the Euthyphro argument), but combining theism with abandoning that theory of morality is hard to sustain. The divine command theory is not a dispensable feature of theism in any recognizable sense of that term. We must be moral realists in order to preserve morality in a robust form, but only atheism allows for moral realism to be true. In sum: morality disproves theism. Given that morality exists as a set of objective mind-independent truths, God cannot exist (and be the basis of morality). He can’t be the basis because of the Euthyphro argument, but he can’t survive shedding his morally constitutive role—for then he loses his raison d’etre. God is either the basis of morality or he is nothing. Strangely enough, religion implies moral anti-realism. Religion thus refutes itself. For we have an axiological disproof of God’s existence. If morality is real, then God is not. The only way to keep God in the picture is to make him the basis of morality, but that invites the Socratic retort to Euthyphro. Atheism has no such problem; it is not refuted by the existence of objective morality (nor does it refute objective morality). Thus, atheistic moral realism is the indicated position.[2]

[1] We could put it by saying that it is not in the nature of moral properties to be linked necessarily to psychological facts; this is not internal to them. The opposite view is sometimes called moral projectivism (analogous to projectivism about color), and the divine command theory is a form of projectivism in this sense. Right and wrong are imposed on mind-independent facts from outside, not intrinsic to them. There is no difference in this respect between divine command theories and human command theories. (I should note that moral realism comes in a variety of forms, reductive and non-reductive, not just the Moorean form.)

[2] My sense is that atheistic moral realism is a commonly accepted position these days among enlightened thinkers. What I have done here is give an argument showing that it is the only possible position, because theistic moral realism is not an option. I have only sketched the arguments for moral realism, but that is a topic amply covered elsewhere. The novel point is that moral realism refutes theism. The theist cannot regard moral truth as autonomous and self-sustaining, which it must be if the Euthyphro argument is to be avoided.

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The Lord’s Prayer

The Lord’s Prayer

 

Our Father, who art in heaven,

Hallowed be thy name;

Thy kingdom come;

Thy will be done,

On earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread.

And forgive us our trespasses;

As we forgive those who trespass against us.

And lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil.

For thine is the kingdom,

The power and the glory,

For ever and ever.

Amen

 

Here is a modern paraphrase, which I think is true to the content of the above words.

Big Daddy, up there in heaven (but you knew that),

I hope you are being flattered a lot.

Let’s also hope your monarchical lifestyle gets widely adopted;

And people do what you tell them,

Where we live just like where you live.

Please give us something to eat today (but not only bread).

And don’t blame us for our bad behavior;

Like we shouldn’t blame other people for their bad behavior towards us;

Even when their bad behavior (and ours) is really bad and blameworthy.

And also, please don’t tempt us to commit horrible acts (why would you do that?),

But prevent bad things happening to us (this part is particularly important).

Because you are the boss of everything,

You have all the power and celebrity.

And you always will.

That’s the way it goes.

We were required to intone the Lord’s Prayer (isn’t every prayer a prayer to the Lord?) every day at school from the age of five onwards. I didn’t have much idea what the words really meant but they seemed vaguely serious. I can still remember it, though I haven’t recited the prayer in over fifty years. As an exercise, I decided to make a paraphrase. I don’t think the prayer emerges all that well, either in what it includes or what it leaves out. I don’t know why we were asking God to feed us every day when the school cafeteria was doing a perfectly good job. And what kind of temptations were we talking about (we were too young for sex and alcohol)? Did God do the tempting? How were we to avoid blaming anyone for bad behavior when we were blamed for bad behavior every day in school (I was caned on a number of occasions, as was everyone else)? Did it mean we could skip homework and get away with it? It all seems pretty bizarre stuff. And why all the shameless sucking up to Our Father? And why “hallow” his name (what name?) instead of him? Use-mention confusion? It just doesn’t seem very well thought out.

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God: A Dialogue

God: A Dialogue

A: There’s this guy I read about: he’s like really big, much bigger than anyone else, and he’s incredibly knowledgeable, much more than any Jeopardy player you’ve ever seen, and he’s also extremely powerful, more than all the world leaders put together.

B: Really, is he a good guy?

A: Oh yes, super good. He’s like the best, better than all the rest.

B: Wow, I’d like to meet him.

A: Yeah, and he created the whole universe—only took him a week to do it. Did a good job too. He’s really a master builder.

B: That’s pretty impressive. Family man?

A: Er, that too—very successful son. Major philanthropist. Sweet-natured, yet tough. Also, quite handsome.

B: And the Big Guy, what does he feel about the rest of us? He must be a busy dude.

A: Oh, he loves us! He’s very generous like that. Always giving us stuff, door always open, a total mensch.

B: He sounds fantastic. Must be real popular. Where does he live?

A: Well, he doesn’t live anywhere, that’s the thing. He doesn’t own a house; sort of homeless, you might say.

B: Really? What does he do for a living?

A: He doesn’t do anything for a living—doesn’t need to. He’s unemployed, technically.

B: Jeez, unemployed but rich!

A: Not exactly, he hasn’t got any money—he doesn’t need money. He lives of the fat of the land, so to speak.

B: I wish I could do that. My job sucks.

A: Mine too, but c’est la vie, like they say.

B: Funny I’ve never heard of him before. When is his next appearance?

A: Actually, he doesn’t do appearances. In fact, he’s invisible.

B: Amazing—so smart and strong and nice and he’s invisible. You’d think he’d want to flaunt it.

A: He’s modest that way—doesn’t like to show off and whatnot. Keeps to himself. No press conferences, interviews, shit like that.

B: So, what does he do with this time? Does he have hobbies? Music lover?

A: Nobody really knows, bit of a mystery in fact. Since creating the universe, he has been on extended sabbatical, holed up somewhere. Apparently, he just sits and thinks, keeps an eye on things, occasionally puts the odd thing right. But he’s actually pretty laissez faire. Let’s you do you.

B: Interesting. So, he sits, does he?

A: Not in the literal sense. Reports are vague on this point. No body, you see. Nothing to sit with.

B: That’s fortunate, because too much sitting can play hell with your back–I know. Does he follow sports?

A: Oh, he’s a big fan of sports, all sports. Supports all the teams, picks no favorites. Particularly enjoys women’s gymnastics, I believe.

B: Who doesn’t, eh? Well, he sounds like a well-rounded type of fella, someone you could have a beer with, shoot the breeze.

A: I don’t think he drinks. Teetotaler and all. Drug-free. He has a healthy lifestyle.

B: I would too in his position—no job to go to and everything. Well, I gotta go, bus to catch, good talking to you.

A: Yeah, take care now. See you tomorrow. You’re a good listener.

B: I try. Oh, and what’s his name, this guy you read about?

A: He has no name, no birth certificate, no country of origin, no mom and dad, nothing.

B: Thought so. Have a good day!

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My Favorite People

My Favorite People

A disadvantage of knowing great people is that you miss them when they are gone. This is a list of people I’ve known, living and dead, that stand out in my mind for one reason or another. I could easily write an essay about each of them detailing our friendship. I will insert a short phrase if something pithy occurs to me. Oliver Sacks, always interested. Jonathan Miller, effortlessly himself. Peter Strawson, kindly acerbic. Richard Wollheim, never ordinary. Freddie Ayer, generously egotistical. Robert Silvers, energetically focused. David Pears, sweetly urbane. Jerry Fodor, ruthlessly jolly (and depressed). Christopher Hitchens, ridiculously clever (and nice). Martin Amis, hilariously steely-eyed. Edward St Aubyn, tragically funny and literate. Bernard Williams, attractively venomous (but delightful). George Stephanopoulos, extremely intelligent, moral, and charming. George Soros, amiable but cut off. Noam Chomsky, scary, sharp, principled. Richard Dawkins, passionately clever, somewhat remote. Malcolm Budd, dear friend and colleague. Tom Nagel, genuinely deep, good sense of humor.

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Life Forms As Synthetic Wholes

Life Forms as Synthetic Wholes

It is a common idea that animal bodies (also plant bodies) are synthetic wholes consisting of separate organs. There are about a dozen of these in the mammalian body, depending on how you count. Each is different from the others but they work together to compose a functioning body. They each arose by natural selection in a more or less coordinated way and their successful cooperation ensures survival and reproduction. Thus, we get the idea of a harmonious but composite body, and hence a whole organism—a kind of natural synthesis of parts, disparate yet united. The organism is that synthetic unity—many things in one, a unified complex of separable components. It isn’t one of nature’s simples, homogeneous all through, as the atom was once thought to be. It can be analyzed into parts; it is a construction from simpler components, like a building or a motor car. As the OED says, a synthesis is a “combination of components to form a connected whole”, and an organism is precisely such a combination. But that isn’t the only kind of combination an organism is, the only kind of synthetic whole: it is also a combination of multiple genes and a single organism, of the organism’s body and parts of the environment (the extended phenotype), and of the present and past (inherited traits, remnants of earlier ancestors, obsolete adaptations). Genes combine with individual animals and plants, the organism’s body combines with the tools it uses to live (nests, dams, etc.), and the body and mind of the organism contain combinations of presently useful traits and records of past traits. This is all familiar enough from the popular writings of Richard Dawkins: the selfish gene, the extended phenotype, and the genetic book of the dead. I will say nothing to expand on or explain any of this, but simply take it for granted. For I have a different question: Does all this comprise a different sort of synthetic whole adding up to the complete organism? Is it also what animals are made of? Are they also synthetic wholes in that sense?

The question is not so straightforward. It is (we are assuming) perfectly true that animals are composed of the items mentioned. If we think in terms of biological books, we can say that an animal is a library consisting of the following volumes: the book of the genes, the book of the enveloping organism, the book of the organism’s bounded body, the book of its employed environment, the book of its current adaptations, and the book of its past ancestral history. These are all present in the animal’s nature. What is not so clear is whether this combination deserves to be called a synthetic whole—a synthesis in the full sense. Because it is not clear that we have genuine unification, where each component cooperates with the others. Do they all work harmoniously together, like a well-oiled machine? Or is the animal really a congeries (“disorderly collection”: OED)? Is it more of a heap or pile instead of an (as we say) organic unity? Or it is something in between? The animal is certainly not a mere heap of organs, strung haphazardly together; the organs are tightly connected, interwoven. There is no conflict between them—no friction, no disharmony. But the same is not true of the items I listed: here there is a sense of disharmony, division, conflict. In fact, the elements seem to pull in different directions. Granted, natural selection is the reason for all of them, singly and as a totality, but is the result what we might think of as a natural unity? First, are the genes of like mind with the animal that contains them? Notoriously not: the genes are invariably selfish, but the animal is not. The genes operate to secure their own survival, but the individual animal has its own survival plans. The genes would let you die—would indeed kill you—if it served their own purposes. They sometimes make the animal sacrifice itself for the good of the offspring that houses them (“kin selection”). Also, we can, as Dawkins remarks, rebel against our genes in making moral decisions. By no means do our interests and values coincide with the interests of our genes. There is conflict between the two books; they recommend different courses of action. The combination of genes and animal is conflicted, pointing in different directions; this is a congeries not an organic unity. The parts are not always in agreement with each other.

What about the book of the dead and the book of the living? To be sure, they often see eye to eye in that the present world of the animal overlaps with the past ancestral world described in its book of the dead. But equally there can be conflict, because that old world may no longer exist yet remnants of it persist in the animal’s genes, body, and mind. It still dreams of ancestral environments. This means there is “junk” still hanging around in the animal’s vaults, which may even lead to maladaptive behavior (a craving for sugar, aggressive tendencies no longer needed, appendicitis). The two books tell different stories, make different recommendations. The old book has been superseded but the animal keeps reading it. As a source of advice, it can be worse than useless. There is no synthesis of the two books, just authorial divergence—a mere congeries. What about the extended phenotype—is that all harmony and light? Well, the materials composing it are not the same: the external factor may not even be organic. Body and environment are slapped together, like chalk and cheese. Granted, the environment is useful to the animal, as our technology is useful to us, but it is not of the body, and may even be harmful to it. The physical environment goes its own way, irrespective of the welfare of the animal living in it. Dams may overflow beavers, and tunnels in the ground collapse on the creatures living in them. This is more of an uneasy treaty than a mutually beneficial arrangement. The physical environment isn’t family. It has its coefficient of resistance. Also, you can’t take it with you—the dam, the tunnel, the web, the nest. If you need to move, the extended phenotype will not move with you; it won’t cooperate in the relocation. Isn’t this more like a temporary alliance than a happy marriage? Heaven knows, it is horrendous to move house! This is an adaptation with a sting in the tail, not an ideal set-up. Animals might wish their phenotype had never been extended, given the hassle and stress involved. The extension takes work. Natural selection acts blindly with no concern about the animal’s comfort or convenience. So, this combination (living body, dead implement) is hardly the epitome of a longed-for synthesis; it is a yoking together of the local and the distant, with distinct disadvantages. An intelligent designer might well have thought better of the whole extended phenotype business (it seemed like a good idea at the time). The human extended phenotype (technology, industry) is fraught with hazard and may one day wipe us out. It may bite the hand that created it.

The entire modern picture of the animal reeks of the cobbled-together, the make-do, the okay-for-now. The human back is a notorious case in point: it isn’t a marvelous structural design proof against malfunction but rather a result of the adoption of the bipedal gait. It doesn’t synthesize the quadrupedal back and the bipedal back; it just jams the two together and hopes for the best. The human back is a danger zone not a sleek accommodation. The genes, for their part, combine with the individual animal to produce an entity that is a compromise between the two, not a smooth synthesis into something that serves both equally. In many ways we are at war with our own genes not on the same side as them (consider genetic disease and gene-induced senescence). Animals are, at best, a viable congeries not a splendid synthesis.[1] The God-given view of evolution might suggest the perfect synthesis picture, but once blind natural selection is let loose this agreeable image falls by the wayside. The animal can be analyzed, but it can’t really be synthesized, made whole. It bears all the marks of chance and contingency. It is not an organic unity. It is the sum of its parts, but that sum is not a nice round number. We might better think of it as a conjoined composite.[2]

[1] It is an interesting question which animals are the most unified and which the least. It seems as if the simpler the creature the more unified it tends to be—with bacteria at the most unified end and humans the least unified. This has the look of a biological law: unity is inversely proportional to complexity. We buy our complexity at the cost of increased disunity. We are startlingly advanced, but frightfully divided.

[2] Think of so-called Siamese twins—conjoined but not unified. The animal (as now conceived) is a kind of Siamese plurality: several different biological entities jostling together, glued but not of a piece. There is something of the parasitic about them; they live off each other (not symbiosis exactly). The genes parasitize the animal, the book of the dead takes up space with its more relevant counterpart, the extended phenotype grows a wooden leg. Disparate things make unholy alliances. It isn’t division of labor; it’s a motley crew. The animal exists as a conglomerate of rival factions, a kind of wild bunch. If the parts could talk, they would be arguing with each other.

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Scientific Philosophy

Scientific Philosophy

Is philosophy a scientific subject? I don’t mean barroom bromides (“My philosophy is live and let live”); I mean academic philosophy. Here I intend to include the usual subject areas including ethics and aesthetics. The best way to answer this question is to ask what the word “science” is taken to contrast with. And the answer is surely religion: religion is not scientific, nor is it meant to be. What then are marks of religion as it contrasts with science? These are not difficult to enumerate: religion is (or is taken to be) supernatural, superstitious, faith-based, dogmatic, authority-bound, tradition-oriented, and fantastical (miracles etc.); whereas science is naturalistic, unsuperstitious, evidence-based, tolerant of agnosticism, undogmatic, egalitarian, skeptical of tradition, and resolutely nomological (nothing miraculous). Judged by these criteria, philosophy is scientific, since it rejects those features of religion. It is truth-directed not beauty-directed or goodness-directed. Nor is it anecdotal or idiosyncratic; it needs consensus and generally applicable methods. Philosophy is undertaken in a scientific spirit not a religious or artistic or ethical spirit. Notice that this is not say that philosophy is an empirical science, or should be; we have said nothing about methodology. Mathematics is done in a scientific spirit, but it isn’t an empirical science. History may be done in a scientific spirit (not, say, a political spirit), but it isn’t an empirical science in the mold of physics, biology, etc.  A subject can be scientific without being one of the empirical sciences. Sherlock Holmes works in a scientific spirit, but his work isn’t one of the empirical sciences. If philosophy consists of conceptual analysis, it can still be scientific (not religious or aesthetic); and similarly for ordinary language philosophy, phenomenology, and process philosophy. Philosophy does not need to be, or to mimic, the recognized empirical sciences in order to qualify as scientific. So, it is wrong to castigate it as non-scientific because it isn’t one of these sciences. Philosophy can be scientific in its own way not assimilable to the way other subjects are scientific (like mathematics and logic). I happen to think (and have argued at length) that philosophy already is a science though not beholden to other sciences[1]; the point I am making now is that philosophy, as currently practiced, is also scientific. It would be possible to pursue a science unscientifically, if one were to lapse into the supernatural, anecdotal, or superstitious; my point here is that philosophy is both a science and pursued scientifically (though not by everyone calling himself a philosopher). Being a science and being pursued scientifically are different questions, though obviously related. Philosophy was pursued scientifically from its earliest days in Plato and (especially) Aristotle, long before science and the word “science” were ever invented. The Socratic critical method is itself a scientific method by the standards outlined above, arguably the prototype of all subsequent scientific inquiry—it is all about clear formulation and rigorous falsification. Socrates had a highly scientific attitude (think of the Euthyphro argument). Back when myth and religion were dominant, he blazed the scientific trail in opposition to anti-scientific attitudes (not unlike Galileo). Philosophy (the Western kind anyway) is the original scientific discipline, contrary to the opinion of many contemporary self-proclaimed scientists. These characters are really scientistic scientists, trying to impose their methods on domains to which they are not suited; but this is not scientific, being a kind of quasi-religious dogma founded on faith and ignorance (“Ultimately physics will explain everything!”). Philosophy is a science, pursued scientifically, but it is not a scientistic science (“excessive belief in the power of scientific knowledge and techniques”: OED). Not all scientific knowledge properly so called can be revealed by the operation of the human senses. But you knew that, right?[2]

[1] See my “The Science of Philosophy”.

[2] It is really a kind of scandal that I have to enunciate this truism. Just consider first-person introspective knowledge, mathematical knowledge, political knowledge, ethical knowledge, knowledge of literary intention, aesthetic knowledge, knowledge of where you left your keys, etc. Knowledge and science are not coextensive concepts.

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Lies, Lies, and More Lies

Lies, Lies, and More Lies

I usually avoid commenting on politics, but every rule has its exceptions. I have been watching a lot of politics on TV, especially Abby Philip’s nightly program on CNN. She is an exemplary presenter: deeply intelligent, amazingly well-informed, and invariably polite (also lovely to look at—that quizzical smile). She always has guests from both political wings and invites vigorous debate. It ends up a shouting match. The conclusion I have reached is that the air is so thick with dishonesty, disingenuousness, deception, spin, nonsense, and plain outright lying that there is little hope for democracy in America. It takes two to deceive: the deceiver and the deceived. Both have reached extraordinarily high levels. Of course, deception from the right is by far the worst offender—though evasiveness (itself a form of deception) is flagrantly practiced by both sides. The intellectual level is very low (people have no idea about the ethics of lying—they badly need a philosopher to help them out). Truthfulness is regularly shunned and sinned against. Things are not much better in universities (I include philosophers). It is a disease that has taken hold of the American mind (but not only the American mind). What I have noticed is the close connection between lying and injustice—and hence violence. Lying is the preliminary to these vices. It prepares the ground. It smooths the way. It is a prelude to despicable acts. Lying is what you do if you have violence on your mind. And violence comes in many forms—harm might be a better word. If you want to harm someone, lie about them—you will find ready takers for your lies. That is Trump’s entire modus operandi: lie through your teeth and hope (expect) that you will be believed by people for whom violence is a way of life. Lying is a kind of violation of the truth; violence is a violation of the person. The two go perfectly together. When someone lies, expect violence to follow. Lying has become so commonplace, so routine, so reflexive that it takes a strong mind to withstand it; and not many people have strong minds. The sheer quantity of it is undermining all restraints against persecution, injustice, and actual violence. When truth doesn’t matter, nothing matters and anything goes. You can see the collapse of civilization flashing in people’s eyes—they have an appetite for destruction.

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