The idea that there is no right and wrong is simply laughable.
The idea that our culturally inculcated senses of right and wrong have no objective basis is about as shocking to me as the idea that fashion has no objective basis. Oh no! However will we determine whether hemlines should be high or low next season? The topic itself has no interest for me, and even if it did, the idea simply wouldn’t have anything to do with any of my opinions on it.
The sounds of words usually have no objective connection to the things they describe, either. The words are basically arbitrary. Oh, existential horror!
I mean, really—to be upset about these sorts of ideas, you have to be almost terminally naive.
The idea that there is no right and wrong is simply laughable.
The idea that our culturally inculcated senses of right and wrong have no objective basis is about as shocking to me as the idea that fashion has no objective basis. Oh no! However will we determine whether hemlines should be high or low next season? The topic itself has no interest for me, and even if it did, the idea simply wouldn’t have anything to do with any of my opinions on it.
The sounds of words usually have no objective connection to the things they describe, either. The words are basically arbitrary. Oh, existential horror!
I mean, really—to be upset about these sorts of ideas, you have to be almost terminally naive.