"Remember that the weirdo is just as scared by the normal man as the normal man is scared by the weirdo's reaction to him." - Rev. Ivan Stang, of the Sub-Genius
I sympathize with that line. Normal people bother me, and sometimes, I just can't sympathize. I sympathize with weird people and their problems much more consistently. It doesn't end at sympathy, though. It goes as far as I just don't get the normal trip; I don't see where it comes from, or where it wants to go. I certainly don't understand how it gets there. I do know that it reacts with hostility to my moving away from it, and that bothers me. I can think of relevant quotes from Nietzsche, some in this journal, but I won't repeat them now.
I feel less judgmental, more open to a plurality of ideas, than I used to feel. Some people seem to go a different way and get more so.
I have come to think that a difference exists between argument and debate (note that I have no intention of permaneantly changing my usage, I just want to draw out a distinction). Argument happens when two people can't agree. Debate happens when they can agree at near points. In order to have productive discourse, the worldviews need to overlap. Otherwise, people tend to not hear justifications for things they simply refuse to believe. I have been in debates where I laid out a theory of property in anarchy, and ten steps later had a question about property thrown at me. To say anarchy to a statist or pagan to a christian (or at any rate to those who express those beliefs in a narrow and judgmental fashion) merely summons the straw man which has become identified with the word. The concept articulated by the anarchist or pagan becomes lost in the discourse.
I have no solution other than to do what I want, enjoy what I enjoy and don't take crap from anyone (the motto of the Guns and Dope Party).
Personally, I see no beauty or value in institutions, only in people, individuals.
Remember, Bullshit makes the flowers grow, and that's beautiful.
I sympathize with that line. Normal people bother me, and sometimes, I just can't sympathize. I sympathize with weird people and their problems much more consistently. It doesn't end at sympathy, though. It goes as far as I just don't get the normal trip; I don't see where it comes from, or where it wants to go. I certainly don't understand how it gets there. I do know that it reacts with hostility to my moving away from it, and that bothers me. I can think of relevant quotes from Nietzsche, some in this journal, but I won't repeat them now.
I feel less judgmental, more open to a plurality of ideas, than I used to feel. Some people seem to go a different way and get more so.
I have come to think that a difference exists between argument and debate (note that I have no intention of permaneantly changing my usage, I just want to draw out a distinction). Argument happens when two people can't agree. Debate happens when they can agree at near points. In order to have productive discourse, the worldviews need to overlap. Otherwise, people tend to not hear justifications for things they simply refuse to believe. I have been in debates where I laid out a theory of property in anarchy, and ten steps later had a question about property thrown at me. To say anarchy to a statist or pagan to a christian (or at any rate to those who express those beliefs in a narrow and judgmental fashion) merely summons the straw man which has become identified with the word. The concept articulated by the anarchist or pagan becomes lost in the discourse.
I have no solution other than to do what I want, enjoy what I enjoy and don't take crap from anyone (the motto of the Guns and Dope Party).
Personally, I see no beauty or value in institutions, only in people, individuals.
Remember, Bullshit makes the flowers grow, and that's beautiful.
piracy:
yeah.