Hi there, and welcome to what is destined to become your new favourite blog. Unless, of course, you're not very cool. In which case, you probably won't like it very much.

My name is Lance.

I'm a Philosophy major using a philosopher's toolbox to investigate philosophy (that's so meta), politics, literature, nutrition & fitness, education, psychology, sociology, history, science, religion, technology, the general human condition, and more.

Activities that I enjoy include making bad jokes, playing chess, go, & other strategy games, solving puzzles, cooking, eating food drenched in hot sauce, exercising, reading, writing, socializing, taking long walks, and generally striving towards self-improvement and living a fulfilling, virtuous, happy life.

A thoughtful counter-argument is always more appealing to me than unthinking agreement.

 

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vivalakokamo:

plutopiter:

cuteys:

awwww-cute:

My new kitten!

IT HAS A HEART FOR A NOSE OH MY GOSH

RED ALERT RED ALERT THIS IS NOT A DRILL!

KITTEN HAS HEART NOSEY BOOP

Heart nosey boop

All generalizations are bad.

semper-spes-est said: I need to test that out. I’ve been to indian meat markets but never gotten anything.

Part of it is probably that I cooked them rare, whereas with pork it’s typically medium to medium well. Rare meat has a more appealing flavour and texture to me.

Definitely worth a shot, though. I bought my lamb ribs from Whole Foods, so I expect the Indian meat market stuff would be even better.

semper-spes-est:

THis age is full of kiddy skeptics who think they have a point just because they have a question. Far beyond the boundaries of their imagination, the answer lies. But they don’t want to admit that. Instead they think if they can get someone to stumble over their words or answer falsely, then they’ve proven how absurd it is to believe an entire system of belief or religion ripe with traditions and theological exponents and a history of its own. I hate this smug little attitude of thinly veiled self-confidence. Good for you, you don’t truly believe in anything except your own capacity to interpret the fallibility of everything. Woohooo! Celebrate it over a glass of go away.

This was me back in junior high school, haha. Little bit into high school, too.

Some of the tendencies perhaps still remain. I’m often hesitant to take a definitive side—though now I recognize that things like atheism ARE a side rather than simply “a lack of belief.” I guess the main difference is now that it’s less about skepticism and more about properly understanding all of the sides of an argument and finding it difficult to choose without a proper amount of exposure, and sometimes even after quite a bit more than what many would consider the proper amount.

I guess seeing genuine intellectuals argue for positions that I’m initially inclined against and finding some reason within them is one way of showing myself how little it is that I actually know. I may not be a conservative, but I can respect the likes of Thomas Sowell. I may not be a liberal, but I can respect the likes of Karl Popper and Isiah Berlin.