Lecture Notes
Is the world reflected in the window any more real than the reality it imitates? Is it any less real? Let's be a cynic for a moment and question even reality...question everything. I have to ask myself from time to time, "what do I even believe in?" Hah! Well I dont have to. That is the disturbing part of it all. There is always that safe alternative of drinking my coffee and thinking about how delicious it is... instead Im taking a sip and turning my thoughts to the things that make sugar bitter. I think about ethical examples of objective morality. I think about the things that make me sick. Female genital mutillation and child molestation. I think about how I am a biased son of a bitch. And I think about whether I have any right to tell someone else they are wrong... And when my coffee tastes sweet, and the fog outside makes the world look like its wrapped in a warm blanket, I will probably say no. "Who am I to judge? I am not God! Thats his problem!"...