Jonathan Simcoe
@jdsimcoe
Jonathan Simcoe
@jdsimcoe
Our beliefs depend not just on our own brains but also on the social worlds we live in. One way of capturing this truth is what some philosophers have called the extended-mind hypothesis: Our minds don’t simply repose between our ears (the argument goes) but extend into the world around us, a world that may or may not include Fox News, Parler, talk
... See moreThere is no humility before nature. There is only a get-rich-quick, make-a-name-for-yourself-fast philosophy. Cheat, lie, falsify—it doesn’t matter. Not to you, or to your colleagues. No one will criticize you. No one has any standards. They are all trying to do the same thing: to do something big, and do it fast.
THE ALIENATION IS real. The sense of frustration, futility, of never arriving, never feeling settled with ourselves—these are not figments of the imagination to be papered over with pious assertions of homecoming.
War must be, while we defend our lives against a destroyer who would devour all; but I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend: the city of the Men of Númenor; and I would have her loved for her memory, her ancientry, her beauty, and her prese
... See moreI miss you man. I’ll see you in heaven where darkness can’t touch us.
Plodding slowly up the last few steps to the summit, I had the sensation of being underwater, of life moving at quarter speed. And then I found myself atop a slender wedge of ice, adorned with a discarded oxygen cylinder and a battered aluminum survey pole, with nowhere higher to climb.
“I’ve been coming for you for a long time,” she told Larry, her voice tinged with anger and power. “I’ve told counselors your name in hopes that they would report you. I’ve reported you to Child Protective Services twice. I gave a testament to get your medical license revoked. “Perhaps you have figured it out by now,” she said, without flinching. “
... See moreA. They work themselves to death, clearing hurdle after hurdle in a relentless pursuit of some bogus hegemonic definition of masculinity that eventually kills them earlier than women.