We have to admit that intersubjective social reality has to be partly defined in terms of meanings: that meanings as subjective are not just in causal interactivity with a social reality made up of brute data, but that as intersubjective they are constituitive of this reality.
I win.
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I meant to imply that as individuals we are really not all that important.
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My mom says I’m important.
Of course you are! So am I. So’s Lobsang, too.
My mom says Captain Amazing is important, too.
Well, then, Mr. 'Sang, I’ll have to agree with you. Although it all depends on how you define “important”.
But I’m still on top of the food chain. Bow down, inferiors!
I agree wholeheartedly with your original point. I find the “…this makes me wish the human race would die…” type angsty comments rather pathetic too.
Really? You TRULY hate the human race?? We–eee-ll, if you honestly felt that way, you could always get a good start by taking yourself out of the equaion. Jeez…
I looked about and beheld the masses. They were without purpose. They accepted any tale fed into their ears. They were like horses-blinded so that they would not see the world, unwilling to throw off their tiny master despite his whip, and running without ever have asked why. I fled the city then and sojourned in the wilderness. I fasted for many days and prepared myself for revelation. None came.
Broken in spirit, and weakened in body, I returned from the wilderness. Seeking meat and drink, I entered the Kwik E Mart. It was there I found His testament.
Know ye that there is a superior being, a Perfect Master, to whom we can turn. He shall comfort us when we grieve, strengthen us when we are weak, and answer any factual question we can conceive. Bend the knee and bow low before him. For his voice is the thunder, and his witty sarcasm stings like a great scorpion. Go forth and spread His word!
Lobsang et al., thank you for reminding me why I hated the popularity of the Matrix movies.
Ging’, please stop mentioning underpants unless you’re being serious. You’re skewing my search results.
At least you’re skewing the search results I’ll be getting once I scrape together $5.
Bookmark: search?name=GingerOfTheNorth&“underpants”
“You’re all individuals.”
“Yes, we’re all individuals!”
Welcome to Rivendell, Mr. Anderson!
I suggest that someone make a sig out of this.
“What is truth?” asked jesting Pilate.
“I dunno, boss. Let’s ask The Straight Dope.”
There’s some duct tape on the end table. You know what to do.
I had the same thought when I watched it. But if we don’t talk about it, we can pretend it never happened and make up our own ending.
What’s this “race” crap? We’re a species.
No, bluethree, it is a race. A race to see who can get to the liver the fastest. Duh!
(btw… they have not closed this yet?!)
I take this post as proof that bluethree is suffering from severe delusions. Note the use of the royal we. This is an obvious sign of delusions of actually being royalty. His claim to be a species is a clear reference to the film of that name. Bluethree apparently believes to be part alien and capable of transforming into a biomechanical creature with superhuman abilities.
Regarding humans as a cancer, back in the 80s I always thought how ironic would be to be vanished from Earth in a nuclear war, a new meaning for radiotherapy… :rolleyes:
Some Humans are Capricorns.
Or Aquarians. Or Pisceans.
Broaden your horizons, go to the nearest bar, find a pretty girl, & ask her “What’s your sign?” You’ll cheer up in a second. 