If W. is saying that Moore's use of know is senseless, then by extension truth is included, for what are we talking about, if not the truth of Moore's propositions. — Sam26
What else would knowing mean in Moore's context, if not, that his propositions are true? — Sam26
So, again, when W. attacks Moore's propositions, he is not only attacking the use of the word know, but all that goes along with it, including truth and justification (repeating for emphasis). — Sam26
It would be like asking, while coming up with a rule in chess (as the game is invented), "Is it true that bishops move diagonally?" It's just a rule. It's not about true or false. Now later, in a given context, you can speak of the truth of a rule, but note this is only after the rule has been established. — Sam26
The rule that bishops move diagonally is a kind of ground for the game, a bedrock statement. It has nothing to do with truth. — Sam26
not having a real Russian tradwife like another particular member presumably does — The Opposite
Upon initially going through this thread I felt like insulting those I believe to be backing Putin [...] however, this ultimately gets no one nowhere. — The Opposite
This kind of history is totally absent from almost any mainstream discussion on this topic, the latter of which is slavishly regurgitated by people on this forum, among others. — StreetlightX
It's as if we have these propositions existing in some metaphysical realm that are true, but we don't know their true. We can say that of facts, but not of truths, which are just claims by themselves that can be either true or false. — Sam26
there are facts that are unknown — Sam26
How could you say it's true if you don't know it? — Sam26
It's as if we have these propositions existing in some metaphysical realm — Sam26
I can't make any sense of the idea that there are propositions that are true, but I don't know if their true — Sam26
a paywall kept me from reading the whole thing. — frank
Is there some overlap between political realism (from the article) and realpolitik? — frank
There is a good deal of information here on the subject:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JrMiSQAGOS4 — I like sushi
The "Swear Thread" is what made me become a Sponsor and then I made donations as I lost bets to Hanover — ArguingWAristotleTiff
Kind of feels like lots of people fear the big questions. They have trouble as we all do with the humdrum stuff so thinking about our significance as a people is just too much to think about. — TiredThinker
I only know one other book of his, Michaelmas, which I also loved — Srap Tasmaner
Same question to you both. Any thoughts? — Noble Dust
Roadside Picnic - Arkady and Boris Strugatsky — Baden
So far, I've listened to 3 of the 40 chapters — Amity
One of the most interesting new albums I've heard recently. — Noble Dust
Wonderful, bleak, lovely, tedious, beautiful, unrelenting
Six stars. Eleven stars. 432 stars. Tedious and bleak and beautiful. Funny and moving. Wonderfully written and very, very, very slow. Then suddenly, disorientingly sensual. Gormenghast the castle – miles long; dank, moldy, full of hundreds or thousands of unused rooms packed with useless and peculiar things. A tower where the death owls live. A giant dead tree with painted roots growing out the side of the castle. Lives ruled by inflexible, all-encompassing, oppressive, and unrelenting tradition. Gormenghast the land – always raining, too hot or too cold. Gormenghast the mountain – the peak always hidden by clouds.
The people - Lord Sepulchrave, 76th Earl of Groan, Countess Gertrude, the wonderful, pitiful twins Ladies Cora and Clarice Groan, Mr. Flay, Dr. and Irma Prunesquallor, Swelter, Nannie Slagg, Sourdust, Barquentine, Keda, Rottcodd, Pentecost, The Poet. The Grey Scrubbers. The Mud Dwellers who live outside the castle and spend all their time making beautiful carvings, most of which will be burned. The best of which will be placed in a museum that no one visits. And stuborn, 15-year-old, clumsy, and maybe doomed Lady Fuchia, whom I love with all my heart. And nasty, scheming, capable, admirable, and maybe evil Steerpike. And 1 1/2 year old Titus – 77th Earl of Groan. Everyone; almost everyone; odd, eccentric, and unhappy.
The plot doesn’t matter – for what it's worth, there is Titus' birth, scheming, betrayal, murder, suicide, a deadly knife fight, bodies eaten by owls, endless ceremonies, drunken revelry, and a toddler standing alone on a raft in the middle of a lake in the rain. The writing, the place, and the people do matter. The words grabbed me by the neck and forced me through the slowest, hardest sections. It felt like the hood of my jacket had gotten caught in a subway door and I was being dragged down the platform. I love this book. — T Clark
A belief is an account of the cat's behaviour in intentional terms. — Banno
