This is in the heart of wine country where grapes grow in abundance and wheat waves like golden seas- but not now. Now the wheat burns and the grapes whither to raisins on the vine. This is the end of days. And on Monday morning I’ll return to work and pretend this isn’t happening. It’s complete madness.
This seems like a pretty common pattern in argument and debate, which I’ll tentatively call “piggybacked claims”—make a claim with some evidence (“this river’s dry, it’s really rare, here’s a picture”), then add on additional claims that may logically follow, but have no evidence of their own.
Is the wheat really burning? Are the grapes really raisins on the vine? Is this the end of days? Maybe, but the claimant doesn’t seem to want to demonstrate that. Surely there’d be pictures of the raisins, right?
This seems like a pretty common pattern in argument and debate, which I’ll tentatively call “piggybacked claims”—make a claim with some evidence (“this river’s dry, it’s really rare, here’s a picture”), then add on additional claims that may logically follow, but have no evidence of their own.
Is the wheat really burning? Are the grapes really raisins on the vine? Is this the end of days? Maybe, but the claimant doesn’t seem to want to demonstrate that. Surely there’d be pictures of the raisins, right?