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In which crap is suffered
There might be like.. 50 emails in the club’s inbox, of which I have not bothered to clear since I just couldn’t take all this admin stuff that seems so pointless. (even though I really ought to…. maybe. soon.)
Oh. And I find that I really don’t like this person, although the person has known me for a really long time and vice versa. Goddarn human need for familiarity. /facepalm ugh.
In which I talk about ethics.. again
Ethics class in 20mins. Reading over the Deontological Ethics article hasn’t exactly persuaded a change in general stance, but I feel.. forced to revise my opinion on agent-relativity. The gist of it is: Just because it’s bleeding impossible to act as the ideal observer and not consider the only right things that which are relavant to ‘me’… doesn’t mean that it isn’t the right thing to do. e.g.just because nobody is truly altruistic doesn’t mean it’s not the right thing to be.
Maybe there is something there to agent-neutrality after all, but I find it extremely hard to choose 50 people’s survival over my own family’s. I still consider it a moral obligation (to my own self, soul, being, w/e) to be agent-relative about this.
Hm. Kant seems to be the kind to propose agent-centred deontology, whereas patient-centered deontology seems to need some consequentialist explanations.
Who knows… I might opt for this.. ‘Libertarian’ view that I’ve heard of.
In which I lament over my good fortune, fear ray’s wrath, and just.. feel guilt
Four words. … World of Warcraft expansions.
All those.. and my wonderful dad, ray’s insistence on online credit card FAIL, and… yeah.. :(
(sighs…)
