Or what publishing Food for Rage means to me.
Coincidentally I recently published the perhaps final version of my work, and then had a conversation with a good friend (who hosts this blog on his own dime) about purpose. The original post and comment stream is interesting I think but secondary to the point here. https://plus.google.com/u/0/103840576618549598514/posts/BEijF8JGgkW?cfem=1
Without going to much into it, when I was younger (lol, now I sound like an old man) I debated a lot and sharing my thoughts and making sure they were understood was almost a neccessity for me. I can’t say what exactly happened, but I don’t feel that way anymore. It’s not that I have given up, I’m far from that, it’s more like I developed some kind of trust that people will find knowledge (call it the “truth”) if they honestly search for it. Also I guess I realized that the main problem isn’t that we don’t have access to that knowledge (people far more intelligent than me have contributed incredible knowledge/insights and still got ignored), but that we just have trouble accepting it.
This allows me to be a lot more tolerant and relaxed when it comes to opinions that differ from mine, but it also takes away most of the motivation I would need to put enough effort into such a blog to actually make it reflect my opinions and thoughts in a meaningful way.
If this sounds like an excuse, that’s because it partially is; I know that. It doesn’t change the way I feel though.
Anyway, I’m glad people like you shoulder this task (which can be a very unrewarding one, I know that) and I try to support those people if I can and have the energy and time, but I don’t think I’ll start writing again in the near future. 🙂
We have quite a bit in common. Indeed I could speak to almost every sentence of this post.
Our difference it would seem is that on top of my intellectual drive I have some kind of instinctive one. Like the nerd equivalent of an anger management problem. If called to the fray, I respond, with or without my consent to a large degree.
However, I’ve recently finished my book. (Lower right of my blog.) And found thorium. This lets me “off the hook” intellectually having now written on every major issue and still aiming myself at the most important one, I am “free” to climb into a partial filter bubble.
I did not know going in that logic was worthless as a persuasive tool for the vast majority of issues. The only thing I don’t doubt is the majority accuracy of the final product. No one has recently stood against me in debate on any subject. Either no one can because I’m right, or no one will because I’m crazy. This is where the experiment comes in because I have to gamble.
If I’m just crazy I’m by definition incapable of knowing. But if I’m right… Well, that gave me obligations. Those obligations are now satisfied. All I have to do now is live up to my own standard, stay sane, and wait.
My next project is getting into the habit of finally writing fiction.
“I did not know going in that logic was worthless as a persuasive tool for the vast majority of issues.”
Yeah, that’s a harsh lesson to learn…
“Either no one can because I’m right, or no one will because I’m crazy. ”
There’s a third possibility: Sometimes the person you debate with is just not willing to invest as much energy into the debate as you are, which leads to you “winning” the debate without actually succeeding to convince them. This happened to me quite often, but I didn’t realize it until my mother(!) pointed it out.
I’m glad you feel free to relax a bit and I’m thrilled you decided writing fiction. You certainly have the skills to be good at it, let’s hope you will also be successful!
“There’s a third possibility…”
I lump that under undecided between the primary two outcomes. I believe viewpoints can be reduced to atomic elements and with respect to each of those elements people are either wrong, or I am wrong. If I am wrong they should be able to prove it.
Ultimately either I’m right, or something is so badly amiss I’ll never be able to accept evidence of being wrong.
The third category is implied, sorry for not being explicit about it. People who are dead, people who I’ll never encounter, people not born yet, etc.
The ones who walk away for reasons X or Y, are no different in effect from that third group because they didn’t stick around long enough to get properly sorted. From inside it changes nothing because either I’m wrong and they shirked their duty in the whole peer review model, or they tried and I rejected their input because I’m crazy/irredeemably flawed until they gave up. (This truly is binary with regard to specific elements, but on the macro scale it can be a blend.)
Also a lot of it depends on methodology, I realize that. People like +Hugh Mann for instance are more than capable of this exhaustive fact checking but don’t because they reject the methodology itself. I have no way of knowing if that’s the proper course of action, which it may well be, so again I’m back to the crazy/Cassandra model.
This unknowability, this recognized permanent uncertainty, is why I am incapable of stepping away much of the time. That nagging doubt, that this debate will be the one that changes everything. Driven by a kind of instinctive conditioned faith that accuracy will lead to a positive place, either for me or them, and I take that responsibility I mentioned seriously.
I should also add that I am assuming equal axiomatic baseline. Volitionism is based on the axioms of pleasure and life being good. It’s perfectly possible to start from different axioms, look at the same reality, and come to different conclusions.