Archive for September, 2008


oh virtuous schoolwork

since i am not able to write a full post right now, i’m posting some of the crappy schoolwork i’m doing.

here is my ridiculous philosophy paper on eating apes. i don’t condone eating apes, this is just for philosophy class. in philosophy, you can’t make an argument without proving all these intermediary steps. but, of course, with jon breaux’s help, anything is possible!

I think it is morally acceptable for humans to eat any animal, even the great apes. I believe that the highest ethical good is perpetuating morality, and as it follows, the capacity for morality. Eating animals serves the highest ethical good. Though Dale Peterson argues against eating apes in “To Eat the Laughing Animal,” his arguments are not strong enough to rule out eating apes under any circumstances.

1. In my value system, the highest ethical good is perpetuating morality.
2. I posit that the capacity for morality is peculiar to humans.
3. Morality did not exist until Humans existed. Once the capacity for abstract thought actually evolved in humans, the capacity for morality followed.
4. Morality is not identical to intelligence or sentience. One may be able to construct and solve complex problems with no utilization of ethics. Animals may be intelligent and sentient, but even these intelligent animals are not moral beings. Other species may profit from human’s morality, but they are incapable of using morality to further any goal.
5. Thus, to perpetuate morality, we must perpetuate those beings that have the capacity for morality, defined only as humans. It is ethical to achieve this end (the highest ethical good) by any means, which may include the killing and eating of animals.
6. Eating is perpetuating life. In the case of humans eating animals, the eating of animals is therefore perpetuating the capacity for morality, which perpetuates morality itself. Eating animals serves the highest ethical good.

I agree that killing animals for no reason, for example, other than mounting on a wall, does not serve the highest ethical good. The act of torturing animals also does not perpetuate morality. However, animals need not be tortured to become human food. Any animal without the capacity for morality, including an ape, holds a lesser value than any human. Indeed, there is a sense in which serving the highest ethical good by being food for humans adds more moral value to an animal’s life than the animal would have on its own.
Dale Peterson argues three points against eating apes in “To Eat the Laughing Animal”. The first is to conserve biodiversity. If humans eat so many apes that apes become extinct, and then another factor in the environment that depended on apes existing came back to kill humans, then perhaps we should not eat so many apes as to make them extinct. There is no explicit reason not to eat any ape in this argument.
The second argument is to prevent the spread of disease. Again, if all apes had human-contractible disease, and this disease was not innocuous and contributed to the death of humans, this would certainly be an important argument. However, not all apes have such diseases. Furthermore, disease in meats is not unique to apes. If there existed a regulated safety commission to test bushmeat for disease, like there is with domestic meats, the likelihood of human death would be significantly diminished. Peterson notes this lack of safety testing in the opening of his second argument (pp. 152-153) and instead of suggesting the creation of such a safety commission, he advocates avoiding bushmeat entirely. This does not provide a strong philosophical argument as to why to not eat apes, and functions more like personal advice based on anecdotal evidence.
The final argument is his strongest argument for those who agree with his value system. He contends that the great apes are so close to humans genetically, biologically, and even socially, that they should be considered alongside humans in moral questions. However, it is my position that the capacity for morality belongs only to humans, and in no way does Peterson provide any proof of the capacity of morality in apes. Although apes have many similarly evolved traits as humans, they are not human. Eating apes still perpetuates the capacity for morality.
The capacity for morality belongs exclusively to humans, and perpetuating this capacity effectively perpetuates morality, which is the highest ethical good. Anything that perpetuates the capacity for morality, including the eating of animals (apes) by humans, serves the highest ethical good. Peterson’s arguments do not definitively determine that the eating of apes does not serve the highest ethical good.

I don’t care if you copy this and call it your own, but really??? my webpage is totally on the search engines. you are shooting yourself if you do this. and, you are not perpetuating morality. tadaaa!


Friday Confessional

This Friday, I confess that I’ve been following the upcoming election way too much, and I’ll no doubt try to watch at least a bit of the debate coverage tonight between friends and drinks. I confess that I often think about leaving the country if the current political/economic/military trends continue. I’m tired of the wars, of the problems with American hyper-consumption, of the outright political cynicism. Things won’t be better elsewhere, but at least they’ll be different. Where can I sign up for that English-as-second-language program again?

I confess that serious, important things happened today at work and I got a kind of unexpected promotion. This is both good and bad. I need to keep working on my grad school applications.

I confess that I’m not excited about grad school, but I’m re-applying because I just need more work in my life. I confess that a second job really wouldn’t be so bad. I confess that this makes me my mother’s child.

I confess that I now know that two (!) of my high-school sweethearts either have kids or are engaged to be married or both. I confess that this makes me feel old.

I confess that lately I’ve been feeling great – perhaps it’s the change of seasons?


The Dark Knight

I was all geared up to geek out over The Dark Knight (2008) with my very-undergraduate-film-studies analysis when, sonofabitch, the grad students over here beat me to it. I’m in fair agreement with their propositions, although I’m interested in reader interpretations which differ from their theses. At any rate, you should read what they have to say because it is a really good and somewhat provocative reading of the film.

As a movie, I think the Dark Knight is an ambitious but deeply flawed film. However, I’m not going to write much more about it here unless someone expresses some interest – there are already literally volumes of material on the internet about the movie already.


banksy

Banksy on art and adverts:

“The thing I hate the most about advertising is that it attracts all the bright, creative and ambitious young people, leaving us mainly with the slow and self-obsessed to become our artists. Modern art is a disaster area. Never in the field of human history has so much been used by so many to say so little.”

Also, was anyone aware that he has crossed the pond to graffiti up the Big Not-So-Easy?


blarg!

Gustav trashed my city and pushed me up to arkansas and back.

Modern American life is annoyingly dependent on infrastructure. Modern Gulf-state living has the annoying tendency to lose said infrastructure. The fallout that results from natural disasters is totally disruptive and completely misunderstood by the unaffected masses.

And now, back to your regularly scheduled programming…


Gustav and making 24 and complaints

In what was perhaps the longest labor day weekend of my life, I:

- evacuated Baton Rouge
- sheltered from Gustav back home
- celebrated a cheerful, subdued birthday with my family
- stressed out about my job, my apartment, and my friends, all of whom have been adversely affected by the storm
- picked up a lot of storm debris

My family came through the storm well. The house suffered no damage, only a few trees down in the yard, and – we never lost electrical power – a hurricane first in my lifetime.

As to my room in Baton Rouge, well, I know it has very little to no damage although power is out and may be out for a few more days (weeks?). Hopefully the girls are taking it in stride, as I have no way of knowing since I can’t reach them by phone. I know they are safe, but that is all.

I’m off of work till Monday, which means I’ll have to take vacation or lose wages, neither of which I really want to do. Sitting around here in L-town hasn’t been a blast either, but I’m trying to keep my morale up by reminding myself how lucky I am to have hot food, a shower, gas, and electric lights.

One thing I haven’t mentioned on this blog is that I haven’t been playing any guitar for about a month now because I sort of hurt my hand at work and then practiced too much until I was having some hand pain just sitting around doing nothing. I stopped playing completely for four weeks starting when I went to Chicago (another thing I haven’t blogged about) until now. I tried to play a bit yesterday and guess what? Still painful. I think I may have some kind of tendonitis.

Related to the no-playing issue is my shoulder which I’ve dislocated a few times and which has been hurting recently. I need to go to the doctor to get it checked out, and I have a feeling that it may have something to do with my hand pain as well – like maybe some tendons are messed up or something.

It’s coming up on a year since the awful car crash that messed me up for months this time last year, so I’m not thrilled about having doctor issues popping up right now. Fortunately, these are manageable, treatable problems, pretty small beans in the big picture. But I just needed to complain to the internet about them.

So, despite my birthday, this has been (for me and everyone I know), a really stressful couple of days. My housing situation in power-less BR is unknown, I’m missing wages, I can’t play music (#1 pastime), I’m worried about my friends, and my shoulder hurts!

But I’m safe with my family, I have food, water, shelter, and creature comforts. And I’m 24. Getting off to a rough start this year, but I’m much tougher than a few aches and pains and a hurricane.

PS – Misery loves company. I welcome complaints in the comments below, esp. hurricane related ones.