Logic of the Mind

Logic of the Mind

Modern logic employs an apparatus of quantifiers and variables. The variables are assigned a domain consisting of discrete individual objects such as dogs and houses—substances, in traditional terminology. Logical laws are formulated against the backdrop of this conception—an ontological conception. Logic is thus tied to an ontology of substances, in particular material substances. Logical necessity is defined by reference to such an ontology. What else could constitute the domain over which we quantify? We need an ontology to form the domain of quantification. No ontology, no logic. But does this ontology apply to the mind? What domain are we quantifying over? As I have argued elsewhere, there is no substance-accident ontology of the mind, or even event ontology.[1] There is no mental counterpart to the ontology of material objects in space. So, we cannot define logical truth with respect to the mind by reference to such an ontology. That would be fine if logical truth did not apply to the mind, but it does. We can use “all” and “some” about the mind and state logical truths, but there is no domain of quantification of the kind commonly presupposed. The situation is analogous to the logic of stuffs: we can speak of “some milk” and “all coal” and say “no milk is coal”, but it is doubtful that such locutions can be paraphrased by reference to glasses of milk and pieces of coal. A fortioriwe can’t paraphrase quantified statements about consciousness by reference to chunks of consciousness or lumps of experience. For example, you can say “All pain is worse than any pleasure” without supposing that pain and pleasure form a domain of objects: there need not be a value of a variable that ranges over a set of objects. Nor do we have to suppose a well-defined domain of selves or persons to accommodate “I am not you” or “Everyone is someone”. Logic as such is not committed to a specific type of ontology—essentially an ontology of substances. Modern logic was formulated with such an ontology in mind, forgetting that not all logical truths concern such an ontology. It follows that this formulation is inadequate to capture the full range of cases. The syntax and semantics of modern logical symbolism is too narrow to do justice to logic in general. The very idea of a variable comes under suspicion of ontological bias. It is typically explained by reference to ordinary material objects without a thought to other sorts of ontology or the lack thereof.[2] The operative notion of a domain is too restricted. Modern logic does not apply to the logic of mind, as mereological logic does not.

[1] See my “Ontology of Mind”.

[2] Another problem case is truths about fictional objects: such objects don’t exist to form a domain. And this is the very reason that many logicians don’t like quantifying over properties. If all quantification is “objectual”, how do we explain quantifying over non-objectual things?

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Assemblages of Mind

Assemblages of Mind

Every substance that we are aware of is an assemblage of smaller objects. Everything perceptible is a coming-together of parts. This includes human bodies and brains. We apprehend these things as assemblages. They are essentially assemblages. But the same is not true of the mind or person or self: we don’t apprehend ourselves as made up of smaller cohering parts. Some have inferred that we must be simple substances—the I is a simple indivisible object. But a better conclusion is that mereology doesn’t apply to selves; they are not part-whole entities, or part-less simples. There is no mereology of the mental. This means that the mind can’t be the body or brain. It also implies that the mind (or self) cannot be a substance, given that substances necessarily have mereological structure. We don’t experience ourselves as compounds of immaterial parts either.

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On Being Cool

On Being Cool

The concept is ubiquitous without being properly defined.[1] Yet we all know what it is (well, not all of us). John Lennon was cool, Paul McCartney not so much. Steve McQueen was cool, but not Sylvester Stallone. Brando, Newman, Redford, Jagger, Presley—all cool. For me, it starts with the hair and the clothes; then the voice, the attitude, the stance. But the concept expands out from there and cries out for abstract definition. A marked feature is what we call independence, autonomy, detachment, lack of conformity. Integrity is central. Humor matters. Originality too. Intelligence is indispensable. Accomplishment is required. James Bond is one salient model: handsome, well-dressed, beautifully spoken, imperturbable, perfect taste, can do everything. Plus, the women love him (this is cool 1950s style). Bond doesn’t go around like he owns the place; he doesn’t care whoowns it. The cool customer is all these things, with the perfect footwear of course.

But are these people really that cool? Bond doesn’t even exist. And nor do the actors: they play cool characters. They are not so impressive off-screen (inarticulate, ill-educated, inept). Rock stars are none too brilliant and can’t even hit a tennis ball. So, who is really cool? It is necessary to be widely accomplished, a cut above the herd. Ideally, a person should be adept in the mental, the physical, and the artistic. Like a musician who is also a writer and skier. Or a baseball player who is also a classical pianist. Or a fashion designer with an advanced degree in physics. Best of all a rock star who writes acclaimed philosophy books and pole vaults—as well as wears the right shoes and makes you laugh. Now that would be cool. But there is no such person; actual people tend to be disappointingly limited. No one is an athlete, a musician, and an intellectual—and looks like Paul Newman. So, is it that people are only relatively cool compared to others? Only fantasy figures are truly cool—or gods. Of actual people, who comes closest to the ideally cool individual? Barak Obama comes close, you say. I see your point—he is a pretty cool dude. I have heard Tom Brady suggested. I am sympathetic to Jamie Foxx and Richard Feynman. But no one seems to me to have the requisite range—the missing Bond factor. No one is really cool. Certainly, no one in philosophy is.

Or am I forgetting someone: what about that philosopher who plays drums and guitar and sings, and also does many sports (tennis, table tennis, kayak surfing, knife throwing, skateboarding, trampoline, mountain-biking, etc.)? Also, motorcycling. And I hear he is a cool dresser with a nice collection of sneakers and an excellent sense of humor. I forget his name at the moment, but you know the guy I mean. Didn’t something funny happen to him a few years ago?[2]

[1] I have written about this subject before: see my “Being Cool”.

[2] I have confined myself to cool men here, but if I include women, I have an immediate nominee: Abby Phillip. However, I don’t know enough about her athletic and musical coolness to be definitive.

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Comment from Rebecca Goldstein

As you say, Colin, “so many things to choose from, so many traits to cultivate and exploit!” What we want, in identifying our human essence, is something broad enough to take in the multiplicity of the radically different forms of human life—something that covers the “manual workers, artists, scientists, priests, musicians, entrepreneurs,” not to speak of the autocrats, saints, body builders, and pickup artists. What is the thing we have in common that motivates the “too-many” forms of human life? I suggest that it’s the human longing to justify, for ourselves, the self-mattering that Spinoza called conatus and that’s the organizing principle of all the instincts, baked into all of of life, biology’s answer to the entropy of physics, as Schrodinger taught us. Because we’re the creatures who can’t passively accept biology’s answer, at least in our own case—which is the only case we’re typically exercised over—we produce a cascade of behaviors that can’t be explained using the usual Darwinian mechanisms. 

 
 


Rebecca 

In other words, the book you know so well that I’ve been working on is soon to be published.
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Cancel Culture and Free Speech

Cancel Culture and Free Speech

(I don’t like the phrase “cancel culture” because it suggests that there is something cultural about it, and it is more like annihilation than mere cancellation; but I will go along with it.) When a person is cancelled because of their speech there are two forms of speech that are outlawed: the speech of the person cancelled and the speech of those who might wish to defend that person. The former is treated as a criminal, with penalties attaching, and the defenders are treated as accomplices to the crime, thus incurring a similar punishment. A short time ago I issued an invitation, or challenge, to question me on the topic of cancellation: not one person responded, by email or phone. What can we infer from this? You might think it is because everyone thinks the cancellation is justified and there is nothing more to be said. I know for a fact that this is not true, so why the silence? The best explanation is that no one wants to be seen as opposed to the cancellation. They are afraid of what will happen to them if it becomes known that they are open-minded or sympathetic. They acquiesce in the cancellation because they fear the repercussions of publicly not acquiescing. That is to say, they are cowards. They are terrified that their careers might be harmed. I need not make historical analogies. They are restricting their own speech because of the penalties that may accrue to them. So, free speech is doubly discouraged. There is no free speech on such matters in academic philosophy in America. This is no different from other forms of suppression of speech, and just as evil. The perpetrators are people calling themselves feminists. They obviously don’t believe in free speech. This is deplorable and disgusting. There is no such cancellation of me in the rest of the world, or suppression of people opposed to this cancellation. But here in America, the land of free speech, speech is being vigorously suppressed. People fear loss of reputation, opportunity, and even employment for speaking their minds. But no shame is felt by those enforcing the cancellation. They are really no different from other opponents of free speech, probably the most basic intellectual value.

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Human Nature Philosophy

Human Nature Philosophy

According to Aristotelian tradition, every species has a specific nature. Every natural kind has a unique defining form. Chemical substances provide the model: each chemical element has a constitutive atomic structure. Natural kinds have determinate nominal and real essences—attributes that characterize them uniquely. The human kind is no different: it has a distinctive nature that makes it the kind it is. Thus, tradition has it that the human kind is defined as Homo sapiens; as we might say, the thinking ape. Snakes have a snake nature, cows a cow nature, and humans a human nature—a distinctive mode of existence, a form, an essence. But at this point agreement ends: for many contrary suggestions have been made about the essence of human nature. Here is a list: freedom, knowledge, thought, language, imagination, perception, reason, memory, morality, awareness of mortality, creativity, neurosis, consciousness. These traits have philosophical schools attached to them and famous names: existentialism, empiricism, rationalism, romanticism, Sartre, Locke, Hume, Descartes, Kant, Plato, Proust, Heidegger, Chomsky, Wittgenstein, Freud. Each thinks it has hit on the essence of man—what man deeply and fundamentally is. I could add a couple of less prominent proposals: technology, humor, the hands, intellectual perception. Strangely, no one ever plumps for emotion, presumably because it is too close to animal nature—though human emotions are surely in a class of their own. And there is no denying that these are central salient traits of the human animal. But which is it? What fulfills the Aristotelean requirement? What are we really, centrally, essentially? What makes us uniquely us?

I say: none of the above. Not because I have another theory up my sleeve, but because there is no unique Aristotelean essence of the human animal. We just have a plurality of important traits—we don’t have anything like a chemical real essence. We are a congeries. We are all of the above, with no overarching essence, no unifying principle. We aren’t even a family resemblance kind; we are a split kind, no kind at all, a heap. We are nothing in particular. We have no species identity.[1] We are the species with no name, no defining characteristic, nothing on which to pin our identity. Aristotle is a counter-example to himself! He refutes his own doctrine, and that of his many successors. We can’t even say which trait or traits are primary and which secondary; we overlap with other species in some of our traits, while differing in others. I think intellectual vision and the hand are neglected, but I don’t think they are especially central. We are a list, a ragbag: that is our essence, our identity. Our essence is to have no name. Homo what? And we are aware of this: we know ourselves as multiple beings composed of disparate parts. We feel no species unity inside, not even the unity of Sartrean nothingness. We aren’t a radically free nothingness; we are a bunch of different things, loosely joined. I would say our major three components are perception, thought, and language—but we are all the rest too. We are what we are, plural. We have no unitary human nature.

It is an interesting question whether we are uniquely thus. There is no necessity about this: we might not be alone in our plurality. Other animals (or aliens) might be in the same case. It would still be our situation. But I rather doubt it is the general case; I suspect we are alone in lacking a unitary nature. I think there is a snake nature and a walrus nature, even a chimpanzee nature—though I hesitate to describe it. There is even a Vulcan nature (cool, rational, imperturbable). But there is no human nature, save the congeries outlined. The Aristotelean framework may apply to everything in the natural world except us. Our nature is not neat and orderly but various and messy. We are a bit of everything (like an everything bagel, complete with a hole in the center). There is so much going on inside us, pulling us in different directions. Animals in general are simpler beings with a clear animal nature: elephants are not swamped with language and imagination, freedom and abstract knowledge. They are not in doubt about what they will be when they grow up—manual workers, artists, scientists, priests, musicians, entrepreneurs. So many things to choose from, so many traits to cultivate and exploit! We are too multifaceted for our own good; our given nature doesn’t incline us in a fixed direction. Our lack of a unitary nature is the bane of our existence. We are not so much a blank slate as a crammed slate. Existentialism thought we are a nothingness; in fact, we are a too-muchness. We have no clear idea what we are, because there is no single thing we are—not free agents, not thinkers, not speakers, not knowers, not imaginers, not rememberers, not fearers of death, etc. We are all those things, but none of them in particular. In the beginning was the multiplicity (not the deed or the word or the image). How many natures do I have? Let me count the ways.[2]

[1] This isn’t to say we have no biological identity, i.e., physical identity. The human body has as much of a unitary essence as any animal body. It is the human mind that lacks such an essence—our species of mind. When people speak of human nature, they chiefly have in mind the type of mind we have. This is connected to the question of the criterion of the mental (it is hard to find one)

[2] The reason kinds of object are thought to have a unitary real essence is that they have a unitary nominal essence. In the case of animals this is largely a matter of behavior (as well as physical appearance). This works well enough for most animal species, given their uniformity of behavior; but in the case of humans, we have enormous plasticity and variety of behavior. It is hard to pin down a fixed and limited nominal essence, because of all the psychological complexity of the species (all those coexisting faculties). Thus, there is no characteristic human nominal essence consisting in a single central behavioral pattern; we have many real essences, i.e., well-defined psychological capacities. We are not just accomplished speakers but also wide-ranging knowers and tremendous imaginers and great rememberers and vociferous moralists. We are not specialized enough to have a single human nature, not confined enough. We are many things simultaneously. We could be called Homo pluribus. We are like an all-purpose toolbox.

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