Humans would never have evolved or survived as a species if we didn't work together and care for each other. We were crazy weak compared to other creatures. We did it, and do it because it's a beneficial and necessary way to live.
Common Dreams had an article on how Vance and Musk's vision is the one imposed on Singapore, a model that may belong in your repertoire due to the way it sacrifices freedom for capitalism...
An honorable undertaking. The best of luck to both yourself and Professor Wolff.
Part of me does wonder though. Without some kind of belief in something more - something more than the seeming temporary,"blowing in the wind" of one's existence. How do you then find meaning, when, as Jean Paul Sartre often pointed out, life is an inexplicable brief moment in time - evanescent, vanishing - fleeting? Why work so hard for permanency and meaning when there really is none? Perhaps this also explains the Elon Musks and other Robber Barons of our current milieu. The sense that there is no greater purpose other than dumb luck and the accumulation of wealth. For all is temporary, there is no tomorrow, get what you can, while you can. Is that the real cancer eating away at the human species? The sense (conscious or unconscious) that we really live in a misbegotten Universe?
Humans would never have evolved or survived as a species if we didn't work together and care for each other. We were crazy weak compared to other creatures. We did it, and do it because it's a beneficial and necessary way to live.
Common Dreams had an article on how Vance and Musk's vision is the one imposed on Singapore, a model that may belong in your repertoire due to the way it sacrifices freedom for capitalism...
An honorable undertaking. The best of luck to both yourself and Professor Wolff.
Part of me does wonder though. Without some kind of belief in something more - something more than the seeming temporary,"blowing in the wind" of one's existence. How do you then find meaning, when, as Jean Paul Sartre often pointed out, life is an inexplicable brief moment in time - evanescent, vanishing - fleeting? Why work so hard for permanency and meaning when there really is none? Perhaps this also explains the Elon Musks and other Robber Barons of our current milieu. The sense that there is no greater purpose other than dumb luck and the accumulation of wealth. For all is temporary, there is no tomorrow, get what you can, while you can. Is that the real cancer eating away at the human species? The sense (conscious or unconscious) that we really live in a misbegotten Universe?