Does this title annoy you? Do you have a visceral gag reflex at the very notion that freedom of speech isn’t real? Do you politely disagree with me and decide that I am just a shitposter? Regardless of your reasoning on this subject I feel that this entry is for you and especially for folks living in the United States. I am writing this especially for the free speech absolutionists. Those folks who believe quite literally that even the worst people deserve to have their freedom to speak hateful bile that adds nothing to actual discourse. Yes it is for … Continue reading Free Speech doesn’t exist
When it comes to public policy, often there is a misunderstanding about what drives people to come to the polls. I think that the main reason it is so easy for the right to deceive so many people is that they intrinsically understand the psychology of their side. They also understand that morality trumps fact-based policy making. The ability to tell a good story, to sell your moral vision to your constituents, is the primary motivation for getting your side to turn out. The current Democratic Party in the United States gave up creating a moral vision and decided to … Continue reading A case for moral politics
One of the things I have been thinking about a lot lately is how hard it is to communicate complex ideas in a simple way. The most difficult thing about politics and about communicating with other people about morals, is that sometimes, we are unable to get across what we’d like to. Policy and the world it is made in, are rarely simplistic and are often more complicated than most people realize or understand. The easiest way people find to get around this is to judge the character of people before trusting them to do policy. This is why politics … Continue reading Communicating is tough!!
We are so close yet understanding eludes me. You seem to know me but yet still are a stranger What inspires this cruel twisting darkness? My heart is warm and yet far too cold Duality I think, Duality I am. Must I hear the protestations of my weak soul Must I deal with my weakness and pitiful silence Anxiety crushing my heart like a vice You say I am not a man and I yell You say I am not a man and I protest I say I am not a man and I weep I see the tormentor and … Continue reading The Mirror