I mean whether you’re familiar with the feeling, the state-of-mind that would generate such a phrase, not the phrase itself.
I thought you didn’t mean my sexual orientation, I just wished to point out that “being a woman” was far less important than “being a sapient being with whom I can satisfy my values”. I honestly don’t care if it’s a woman, a man, a robot, an alien, or an uplifted banana (well, unless they’re very unpleasant in to the senses).
I also contest the notion that my “ideal” women don’t exist. I happen to know at least three such women, possibly seven (eleven people if I count the males), they just happened to be taken or live very, very far away from me at the moment, or unable or unwilling to be in a romantic relationship with someone of the same sex, chaste though it may be.
It’s just a game they’re playing against women, and they “win” when they get control.
That’s the Dark Side of the Arts you’re describing. Non LW could also be under the impression that being a “rationalist” is about winning arguments and uplifting oneself by telling other people how stupid they are. They’d be mistaken. I hope. Doesn’t stop some posters here to act like insufferable smug pricks, including our boss here (the fact that that piece is funny, for a certain value of funny, is beside the point XD).
Why don’t you set them aside for a second, look at the world, and see what it has going for it in an unought way?
Oh, but I do that all the time. I’m not too unhappy with the material world, as such. It’s people that confuse me, including myself. What I approve of, what I want, and what I like, don’t correlate very well, and it creates a lot of conflict and suffering, and I don’t know how to deal with that.
I mean whether you’re familiar with the feeling, the state-of-mind that would generate such a phrase, not the phrase itself.
I thought you didn’t mean my sexual orientation, I just wished to point out that “being a woman” was far less important than “being a sapient being with whom I can satisfy my values”. I honestly don’t care if it’s a woman, a man, a robot, an alien, or an uplifted banana (well, unless they’re very unpleasant in to the senses).
I also contest the notion that my “ideal” women don’t exist. I happen to know at least three such women, possibly seven (eleven people if I count the males), they just happened to be taken or live very, very far away from me at the moment, or unable or unwilling to be in a romantic relationship with someone of the same sex, chaste though it may be.
That’s the Dark Side of the Arts you’re describing. Non LW could also be under the impression that being a “rationalist” is about winning arguments and uplifting oneself by telling other people how stupid they are. They’d be mistaken. I hope. Doesn’t stop some posters here to act like insufferable smug pricks, including our boss here (the fact that that piece is funny, for a certain value of funny, is beside the point XD).
Oh, but I do that all the time. I’m not too unhappy with the material world, as such. It’s people that confuse me, including myself. What I approve of, what I want, and what I like, don’t correlate very well, and it creates a lot of conflict and suffering, and I don’t know how to deal with that.