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Memento Mori

(stolen from several places)

If you read this (even if we don't speak often), please post a comment with completely made up and fictional memory of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or bad - but it has to be fake.

Then, if you choose to do so, you can post a similar entry in your own journal.


Dec. 1st, 2005 06:32 pm (UTC)
We never spoke again after that one argument. Sitting in smoking jackets next to the fireplace. Leather armchairs warmed by the burning wood. Wood from the good old dry chords I keep in the carriage house for snowstorms.

We were arguing. You were standing for John Stewart Mill and Jeremy Bretham and in some cases Frederick Hegel. I was standing with Immanuel Kant, Hohfeld and Justice Cardozo.
I should have seen in your eyes that it was not a night for argument. You had a hold of a new idea, and you were dragging it into the world. I thought I was helping. We fire issues and ideas and counterpoints back and forth, our minds ablaze with higher reasoning.

Then it happened. You called any rationalist a fool. You started on your tirade and could not stop. You mocked the idea of metaphysics. You ridiculed any argument not based in empiricism.

I was angry, I brought up Kurt Gödel's attack on the Principia Mathmatica. I made it clear that empiricism could never describe the world without self reference. I bellowed that your empirical "Science" was another part of the world you thought to describe, and Heisenburgs point that you altered the world just by trying to describe it.

We descended into Semiotics like two hungry starved wolves fighting over one dirt smeared carcass; each seeking to be the only winner. raging over the nature of symbols and the impossibility of real communication.

The nights arguments ended from exhaustion with out any resolution of the ideas, or any kind words to reconcile our rift. To this day, I read your journal articles and I wonder if the pursuit of knowledge must in all cases cost a man his friends.
Dec. 1st, 2005 06:36 pm (UTC)
Perhaps things would have gone better if I hadn't, like Burke, refuted your argument "thus". It was a highly empirical shade of red your nose bled - though later, I subjectively regretted it.


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