Chaung-Tzu had a story: Two philosophers were walking home from the bar after a long evening drinking. They stopped to piss off a bridge. One of them said, “Look at the fish playing in the moonlight! How happy they are!”
The other said, “You’re not a fish so you can’t know whether the fish are happy.”
The first said, “You’re not me so you can’t know whether I know whether the fish are happy.”
It seems implausible to me that rabbits or foxes think about morality at all. But I don’t know that with any certainty, I’m not sure how they think.
Eliezer says with certainty that they do not think about morality at all. It seems implausible to me that Eliezer would know that any more than I do, but I don’t know with any certainty that he doesn’t know.
Chaung-Tzu had a story: Two philosophers were walking home from the bar after a long evening drinking. They stopped to piss off a bridge. One of them said, “Look at the fish playing in the moonlight! How happy they are!”
The other said, “You’re not a fish so you can’t know whether the fish are happy.”
The first said, “You’re not me so you can’t know whether I know whether the fish are happy.”
It seems implausible to me that rabbits or foxes think about morality at all. But I don’t know that with any certainty, I’m not sure how they think.
Eliezer says with certainty that they do not think about morality at all. It seems implausible to me that Eliezer would know that any more than I do, but I don’t know with any certainty that he doesn’t know.