Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.
-
A Jewish Comedian
A Jewish Comedian Jan 25, 2029 Well, I can't wait. The BBC, that citadel of unbiased News, will be showing a (Jewish) (wholly unbiased) comedian, pursuing the (unbiased) line of investigation, centered on the question: Why does Holocaust denial exist? Is it madness? A form of neurosis? Can you catch it from playing too many video…
-
Getting a bit wound up
Getting a bit wound up Jan 25, 2020 Here's an article that really got me a bit wound up, thinking about the screaming hypocrisy, opportunism, and the jumping-on-the-bandwagon mania that many so-called 'novelists' cannot resist. This article features the novelist John Boyne, who penned the predictable tear-jerker “The boy in the striped pajamas”. Dutifully made into…
-
When you bury your face
When you bury your face, in quiet despair Jan 25, 2020 Oh, the Holocaust. And the grip it has on humanity's collective consciousness. It's tarnished soul, if you like. Is it because it was so bad? SO evil? So unparalleled in terms of raw evil, incarnate, compared with anything that had ever gone before? This terrible guilt……
-
Demonic Darkness
Demonic Darkness Jan 27, 2020 I never doubted the Holocaust, for years. Decades. Never thought too much about it either. Didn't investigate. No need. On the rare occasions I have discussed my NEW views with Holocaust believers, I have quickly sensed in their eyes, something I guess I myself must have radiated for many years. A…
-
Mandatory Conviction
A frequent area of Puzzlement – 'Entrenchment, & 'Mandatory Conviction' A frequent area of bewilderment for my tiny, groping mind, is what I might loosely term 'entrenchment'. A (strong) tendency among men and grazing beasts, (and promenading ladies), to double down on what seems to feel good. Or taste good. Or attract a mate. And look…
-
Crossroads Moment
Crossroads Moment There was a time, decades long, I tried to fill my mind. I ceaselessly crammed all kinds of noisy cr*p in there. Now I’m often trying to empty the conceited bastard. That… just seems a whole lot harder. Learning the systems on, say, an AS355F1, twin turbine helicopter takes time. But…
-
A cold, dark, wintery night
It’s a cold, dark, wintery night. The wind tears furiously around my isolated, ancient, wooden cabin. Rain spatters staccato on the roof. Somewhere in the distance, a poor dog, tied up cruelly outside, howls his abandoned loneliness. My old pooch, by comparison, is snoring peacefully (and rather loudly) beside me on the carpet. Cozy-comfortable, and…
-
The Great Mystery
The Great Mystery “Good morning, Great Spirit “. I have not finished my first coffee yet. On my lap, a faithful old dog. Only hopped up a minute ago. Already fast asleep. Snoring. It’s a quiet morning. Pale blue, wintery sky. Not a breath of wind. Temperature hovering just above freezing. Frost. The early…
-
Second Childhood
Second Childhood I passed into my second childhood a while ago, (like 40 years ago), (I'm 68), and I find I derive wicked amusement from doing all sorts of really stupid sh*t. I have no idea why. It's just this odd compulsion to quietly cause as much chaos & consternation as I possibly can. It…
-
One Awful Racket
One awful racket He knew he was just a simple fellow. Not terribly bright. With a lot he really didn't understand. So his prayers were very unpolished. Just what he honestly thought. “Great Lord, or Great Spirit or Great Entity, how-ever I should address you…” He paused, knowing in his heart that he meant no…
Got any book recommendations?