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As each of us toils through our day, everyday, each individual thing we see or do is based upon assumptions.

Our own empirical dataset is inexorably flawed because we interpret our own experiences differently than others may have experienced them, falling again to assumption as we draw from ourselves in previous situations to react to new ones. We take things for granted every moment of our lives and live in a world of assuming the things we see and do will react as we expect them to. This is required to function. Our entire lives are made up of a series of natural deductions. Its how we've made it as far as we have.

Having assumptions is more about things you've experienced rather than new revelations unveiled, and its these situations where you're more likely to err. Those who refuse to 'make assumptions' have already failed insofar as they've just created a paradox by assuming they shouldn't. EVERYTHING is based upon what we, as individuals believe is true, and our reaction to them.

So please, refrain from telling me I'm "making an ass" of myself because I've "assumed" something.

You're just showing your weakness to assert your own dataset of rules, and you reek of ignorance.

Thank you.
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Solipsism is an epistemological position that one's own perceptions are the only things that can be known with certainty. Metaphysical solipsism is the variety of idealism which maintains that the individual self of the solipsistic philosopher is the whole of knowable reality and that the external world and other persons are representations of that self having no perceptual independent existence.

An intriguing paradox concerning solipsism was described by the British writer Eric Bond Hutton in 1989. As a child Hutton often had lucid dreams in which people and things seemed as solid and real as in waking life. This led him to wonder whether life itself was a dream, even whether he existed only in somebody else's dream. Once in a while he would have a pre-lucid dream (in which one suspects that one is dreaming). He always found these somewhat disturbing, but one day hit upon a magic formula to be used in them: "If I find myself asking 'Am I dreaming?' it proves that I am, since this question would never occur to me in waking life." Yet, such is the nature of dreams, he could never recall it when he needed to. Many years later, when he came to write about his childhood fascination with dreams, he was struck by a contradiction in his earlier reasoning. True, asking oneself "Am I dreaming?" in a dream would seem to prove that one is. And yet that is precisely what he had often asked himself in waking life. Therein lay a paradox. What was he to conclude? That it does not prove one is dreaming? Or that life really is a dream?

Similar in nature, though not involving any paradox, is Zhuangzi's Dream. Zhuangzi, the ancient Chinese philosopher, once had a vivid dream in which he was a butterfly, fluttering happily here and there. Suddenly he woke up, but afterward was never certain whether he was a man who once dreamt he was a butterfly or a butterfly dreaming he was a man.

I wonder if I'm living in a world of my own creation?
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My xangian antithesis, The Theologian posted this, an actual letter sent out by the St. Mary's Catholic Church:

Read Letter Here: )

Now the implications of half of those things being chalked up to teen angst or adolescent rebellion notwithstanding (I can guarantee, for example, no Marilyn Manson will ever enter my house) I have begun assessing these sorts of events by use of the following tool -

  1. I would never bang a Goth chick, unless she was really hot.

  2. I would never let my daughter dress Goth.



I find that makes my life so much easier if I address all the really tough questions in this manner.

Which reminds me, I've been having difficulty understanding the point of view of people who wear a bunch of crap in their face demanding that I don't 'judge them' and I've come to this conclusion all on my own.

I WON'T JUDGE YOU IF YOU TAKE ALL OF THAT SHIT OUT OF YOUR FACE.

It seems to me, that through these 'expressions' if you must, that the goal is to be judged. I mean, why else do it. Basically, you're screaming "LOOK AT ME, LOOK AT ME!" Mind you, I may not judge you the way you wish to be judged, but I suppose that's the chance you take. And just in case you get angry at me for judging you, I offer you this, Don't judge me for judging you. How do you like me now?

As usual, there could be something I'm missing here, so feedback is most welcome. Basically, I applied the same principals as above:

  1. I would never bang a chick with a bunch of shit in her face, unless she was really hot.

  2. I would not let my daughter wear a bunch of shit in her face.

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The 101st Ferengi Rule of Acquisition states, "Never do something you can make someone do for you."




I have always admired truly selfless people and been disappointed in myself that I could not better emulate them. I sincerely admire that trait in people when I come across it. I had a friend once tell me that I was the most selfish person they knew. That comment stung, until they qualified it by saying that I was also the most generous person they ever known. Her logic was that by making sure I was taking care of myself first, I was in more of a position to give to others. But that's not true selflessness. I have known people who have had nothing, give more than I, who have everything, have ever given. It's very humbling.

During my Air Force years, each and every time I was to be given an award, I always chose to pick it up from the administrative office ahead of time to avoid the fanfare of a public display. This is not to say that I shun crowds - I can perform impromptu public speaking without a second thought; those types of things do not bother me. It's the personal attention I don't care for. I wouldn't say it makes me uncomfortable as I really don't have any adverse reactions to it, I just prefer to do without it.

During the meeting I supported this past week in D.C. I was part of a small support staff to assist 600 people. I felt personally responsible for every one of them, and made myself available to ensure their well-being. I don't know why. One person alone cannot do it, but I tried. For five full days I worked myself ragged attending to the needs of people I did not know - and I never let them see anything except a smile on my face. It was tiring, but wholly rewarding. I felt drawn to serve these people the best I could.

In researching altruism on wikipedia, I came across this snippet:

In common parlance, altruism usually means helping another person without expecting material reward from that or other persons, although it may well entail the "internal" benefit of a "good feeling," sense of satisfaction, self-esteem, fulfillment of duty (whether imposed by a religion or ideology or simply one's conscience), or the like. In this way one need not speculate on the motives of the altruist in question.

This leads me to believe perhaps I'm not anywhere near skirting altruism, as I was there fulfilling a functional role as part of my job. As the IS Manager, my duties were limited to those issues which required interaction within the scope of things IT/IS related. But I didn't do just that. I did everything. Perhaps because it was my job, and I am who I am, I just refused to do anything except my best. Doing the best you can at a task you've been given isn't selflessness, and in fact could be I suppose, considered selfish. Knowing word would get back to my chain of command in hopes of retaining my position or gaining materialistically from it. But I don't think so. I found that I enjoyed giving more than was expected of me. It was fulfilling, and I feel that I've only gotten to where I am today by always having this attitude.

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