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Post by Occam's Spork on Sept 13, 2020 11:37:51 GMT 10
Further "slam-dunks" to finish the game: Alzheimer's disease leading to Dementia.Physical degradation of the brain causing damage to the mind. Micro-concussive brain damage over years that causes mind damage depression and suicidal thoughts. Psychoactive drugs which change brain function and result in alterations in perception, mood, consciousness, cognition, or behavior.Game over.Have a nice day. Au contraire. Have you ever observed anyone with these conditions? I have, first hand in my late wife. A broken hammer doesn't imply a broken carpenter; in the same way, a broken brain does not imply a broken mind.I saw a woman who's mind was trapped in a physical tool that was slowly failing her. My argument is as follows: 1."We experience the universe as intelligible. This intelligibility means that the universe is graspable by intelligence." 2. "Either this intelligible universe and the finite minds so well suited to grasp it are the products of intelligence, or both intelligibility and intelligence are the products of blind chance." 3. "Not blind chance, because blind chance is not dependable, and therefore self-refuting." 4. "Therefore this intelligible universe and the finite minds so well suited to grasp it are the products of intelligence." Checkmate!Good day
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Post by Gort on Sept 13, 2020 12:17:23 GMT 10
So who designed your "carpenter" then? Oh, wait ... back to that nonsense "First Cause" "argument" again.
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Post by Occam's Spork on Sept 14, 2020 11:53:04 GMT 10
So who designed your "carpenter" then? Oh, wait ... back to that nonsense "First Cause" "argument" again. You can't escape that even from a naturalist perspective. Without a first cause you are stuck with an infinite regress of causes, which is a logical impossibility. ...And so it turns out your philosophical parachute is a knapsack Let the fools scoff as they may. The Moral of the story? "Truth is ignored."
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Post by Gort on Sept 16, 2020 16:14:20 GMT 10
There are millions of tiny electrical pulses inside your brain... Makes you think, doesn't it?
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Post by Occam's Spork on Sept 17, 2020 0:21:34 GMT 10
There are millions of tiny electrical pulses inside your brain... Makes you think, doesn't it? That's an oversimplification. The brain is much more complex than that. The plane is not the pilot, just as the brain is not the mind. You are being logically and ethically inconsistent. Do you consider those with mental impairments to be 'less of a person', than yourself? You are not the sum of your parts, nor their condition.
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Post by Occam's Spork on Sept 17, 2020 3:46:26 GMT 10
There are millions of tiny electrical pulses inside your brain... Makes you think, doesn't it? Phil, you keep insisting to be closed-minded and certain that nothing I say will change your mind... So if your only purpose here is to be skeptical of everything and never make an actual inference or explanation, I humbly suggest that you move on. You believe that you only have one life. Your time is limited. So I won't allow you to waste it on things that you have no real interest in discussing.
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Post by Gort on Sept 17, 2020 15:19:54 GMT 10
There are millions of tiny electrical pulses inside your brain... Makes you think, doesn't it? Phil, you keep insisting to be closed-minded and certain that nothing I say will change your mind... So if your only purpose here is to be skeptical of everything and never make an actual inference or explanation, I humbly suggest that you move on. You believe that you only have one life. Your time is limited. So I won't allow you to waste it on things that you have no real interest in discussing. You are not a connoisseur of puns I take it?
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Post by fat on Sept 17, 2020 23:12:35 GMT 10
I liked it
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Post by Occam's Spork on Sept 18, 2020 3:33:25 GMT 10
Phil, you keep insisting to be closed-minded and certain that nothing I say will change your mind... So if your only purpose here is to be skeptical of everything and never make an actual inference or explanation, I humbly suggest that you move on. You believe that you only have one life. Your time is limited. So I won't allow you to waste it on things that you have no real interest in discussing. You are not a connoisseur of puns I take it? Puns are the lowest form of humour.
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Post by pim on Sept 18, 2020 9:39:26 GMT 10
Whoa! That’s a breathtakingly North American thing to say! Wow! I’ve never seen it put so bluntly by a North American. No wonder you guys don’t understand our humour. The Goon Show would fall flat in your part of the world while it would have us in stitches.
“Have a Gorilla?" "No thanks, I'm trying to give them up.“
“Aha! A piece of string asleep at its post! Get up, you filthy rotten twine!” “Aarghh! Don’t shake me like that my knots will fall off!”
And then there are the brilliant puns and double entendres of Yes (Prime) Minister ...
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Post by Occam's Spork on Sept 18, 2020 10:46:58 GMT 10
Whoa! That’s a breathtakingly North American thing to say! Wow! I’ve never seen it put so bluntly by a North American. No wonder you guys don’t understand our humour. The Goon Show would fall flat in your part of the world while it would have us in stitches. “Have a Gorilla?" "No thanks, I'm trying to give them up.“ “Aha! A piece of string asleep at its post! Get up, you filthy rotten twine!” “Aarghh! Don’t shake me like that my knots will fall off!” And then there are the brilliant puns and double entendres of Yes (Prime) Minister ... I was paraphrasing an iteration from the 18th-century playwright, John Dennis. Personally, I use puns all the time; much to the chagrin of my teenage children.
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Post by pim on Sept 18, 2020 11:06:20 GMT 10
« Ah, me voilà rassuré! » as the French Canadian guy at our local supermarket would say. We’ve got to know Arnaud over the years and our exchanges at the supermarket checkout segue seamlessly between English and French. His English is 100% “oot & aboot” Canada eh! and his French is very Québécois. I love the Québécois accent in French. I could never hope to imitate it. Anyway Arnaud’s supermarket cashier banter is full of the most atrocious puns delivered so cheerfully and in such a friendly way they’re actually funny and he’s got us doing it too.
“There’s a leek in our bag!”
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Post by Occam's Spork on Sept 18, 2020 23:19:12 GMT 10
We cooked some knackwurst a few nights ago. (In N. America a knackwurst refers to a short, plump sausage originating from northern Germany.) I cleverly remarked in a faux german accent: "Ïf you vant to enter ze room, you must Knack vurst."
...Only a few of my kids found that funny; I thought it was hilarious. Humour is subjective, I guess.
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Post by pim on Sept 19, 2020 0:20:23 GMT 10
Zat iss ze Wurst choke I heff effer hurt!
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Post by pim on Sept 19, 2020 0:29:54 GMT 10
Ich weiss ganz genau was ein Knackwurst ist. After WW2 about half a million "Chermans" emigrated Down Under. Most of them displaced from East Germany and trying to get away from Soviet Communism. Some of them with a past they preferred not to discuss. Also, I live in South Australia where quite a few Germans came to settle during the 1800s. In fact German continued to be spoken in quite a few of their communities down through the decades until WW1 when the language was "discouraged". So yes we know what Knackwurst is.
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