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And it’s the second day of new Bowie music!! Wow, awesome day.
I overheard an old lady saying, “Goodness gracious!” And it sounded hilarious. So it’s been a pretty good day so far.
I enjoyed Weekend Update, mostly for “raising the Depp ceiling.” This stupid joke and the racist (?) Starbucks thing killed me. Oh, boy.
This baby is fun.
Me too, me too! Sucks, indeed. I can’t handle it.
More ice cream puns.
“A highly specious argument even in the 1980s when people actually still made it,” I just want to point out that people still make this argument all the time, I think (if the argument is slutty clothes = consent).
I, personally, am very excited to see how eccentric this grandmother really is. Maybe she’ll wear galoshes… and keep suggesting Jack London novels, wolves.
Yes. My favourite definition of art, (sorry), is Hutcheson’s “uniformity amidst variety.” Uniformity means perfection – so, right proportionality, good form, a kind of flawlessness. But, it’s harder to understand what variety means in art. It could be just randomness – so, something irrational and not exactly intentional. I don’t know if you can be intentionally irrational. But, I guess that’s what you mean by saying “people intuitively use their talent and produce art in an almost unknowing fashion.” I guess this poses a lot of problems for judging art. Blerrrrggh. I’m going to bread.
So, so beautiful.
I’m late to the show, but I’m too fed up and compelled to vent, and this is a nice, quiet corner of the Internet in which to do so.
I’m a philosophy student (BOO!), and I’ve been focusing on intention and morality in the last year or so. One thing I had to work through was whether moral value is found in the act or the intention or both. I agree with Kant, in part, but also Duns Scotus and Peter Abelard, in that moral culpability is found only in intention – so a person’s guilt or merit is determined only by their intention (ex. If a car thief consented (decided) to steal a car but was then struck by lightning while approaching the car, he is no less guilty than a successful thief). BUT – I could not argue that moral value ends at intention.
I believe there is moral worth inherent in acts themselves. So, there is something inherently evil about rape. The act is evil. Even if, somehow, the rapist’s intention were something else (maybe because of ignorance, mental illness, whatever) the act itself would still be evil.
It’s so hard to deny that there is evil inherent in the act of rape. But, I can’t find or formulate any arguments that really, clearly conclude that. There’s so much dissection and precision in the comments here (and it’s pretty great. This is a bodacious Internet community), but I think the clearest affirmation of the evil in the act of rape is just the swell of fear and terror and indignation that rises in me when I think about the victim. I’ve never been in that position, but I have felt unsafe and threatened, and it feels so destructive, so negative. Chaos. It disturbs so much and leaves people helpless.
I think the evilness of rape is self-evident, but you have to contemplate the act itself (not the god damn precious “baby” contents (fetuses are not babies!)) to see that. To feel that. I don’t think Akin or Huckabee have ever done that. I appreciate that anti-choice people see abortion as a big, glaring self-evident evil in the same way I see rape. But why can’t they see the awful, stinking vileness of rape?
These shit-brained arguments that try to water down rape are disgusting, obviously. It’s like trying to water down a turd. Rape is a big evil turd. Fuck you, Huckabee.
Man, I was so busy saving this picture I didn’t realize it killed me and made me a vagina ghost.
I can’t get over this. I CAN’T GET OVER THIS!
Kelly, you’ve just made me depressed about how mundane and ordinary and lame my mornings, my life is………. wait, what is this video?
Thank God! hahah… Hanks God? I’m going to take a nap.
I totally get it, man. A bed’s gotta have a code.
Thank you, KCC, for gently scrambling my brain again. I’m going to go make some eggs. It’s going to be pretty amazing.
Gabe hates the Internet. No, wait. Gabe finds the way the Internet is popularly used to be problematic. Maybe even terrifying and dangerous – if not just annoying! I just deleted my facebook account. But this isn’t about me!! Aah!
Believe in yourself!
I really liked that Pete was playing the second movement of Beethoven’s symphony at the start of the “second movement” of the episode. Bravo! But Ken’s little story at the end made me cringe a bit.
Also, the weird transitions really took me out of the episode. But who cares? More fighting! I hope Pete cries at least three more times this season.
Does it count if I dislike how much I can’t stop liking him? No? Good, cause I’m just lying to myself.