Monday, September 11, 2017

A Though Provoking IG Caption in TNR (8/28/17)

  • tbh idk that nihilism can be overcome by anything except pure ignorance. in other words, people don't realize life is meaningless until they think about it. that being said, notice that violence is higher among the uneducated. one might then conclude that, no matter the education, humans are prone to violence, and if they avoid violence, they are prone to philosophical thinking, which can easily lead to the conclusion that life is meaningless. therefore, humans descend to nihilism from education and ignorance, and the only way to prevent someone from becoming a nihilist is to keep them occupied with other things. busy people probably don't have time to question whether or not life is worth it. 
    it is remarkable that ppl can find intrinsic meaning in life (excepting those who have unwavering belief in an afterlife) that stands up to intellectual scrutiny. in a way, one must truly be full of bs or completely stupid to find philosophical, secular justification for valuing life. obviously i don't intend on going into my personal arguments for that on a wee ig post, but if one thinks about it hard enough, any lad or lass will likely reach the conclusion that life, by itself, is utterly meaningless.
  • ok, so let's say that value can be found internally, through self. if so, then when you decide that life no longer has meaning, then it loses meaning. & since you cannot give meaning to others, they are (from your perspective) meaningless. which means that to like 7 bil other people you are meaningless (which doesn't really mean anything bc u give urself meaning), which means, collectively, humanity is meaningless. if no one is capable of giving each other value, humanity alone is meaningless (in a humanist context). and if the whole is worthless, then one part of the whole must also be worthless. therefore, self worth must be an illusion . obviously, there are flaws in this argument. pls pick em out so i can make it better. rn im just bsing my way through it

End of Chapel

He scornfully observes the children spilling out of the chapel. From his lofty vantage point, he can view their subconscious group movements. Unbound by hastily made contracts with traditionalist academic institutions, he does not have to attend chapel.
The library offers feelings of knowledge and grandeur: safety through silence. It also offers floor to ceiling windows and a temporary aura of superiority over his seniors.
He shifts uncomfortably, knowing that within minutes of chapel dismissal, dozens of kids will pour into the library to study, research, and perform other eternally meaningless tasks.
His misgivings are validated: an overweight incel chooses to sit down with only one desk between them. Out of the nine or so desks he could have chosen, this scrub elects to plop his genetically poor, anglo-saxon, disease prone body one desk away. Female dog please.

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