Some Points on Homosexuality in the Context of the Culture War

RobertsonA few days ago I was blissfully unaware of Duck Diversity Dynasty, the reality show on the Arts and Entertainment channel.  I still haven't watched even one episode, nor am I particularly inclined to; the antics of rednecks are not  my thing.  I have gathered, however, that the series falls more on the entertainment end of the Arts and Entertainment spectrum. One of the characters whose reality is depicted, Phil Robertson, shown on the left, has made comments on homosexuality  that have drawn attention, to put it mildly.  I won't rehearse the details of a brouhaha about which my astute readers can be expected to be familiar.  I will simply make a few comments bearing upon the contretemps that strike me as important.

1. To have the homosexual disposition or inclination or proclivity is one thing; to exercise it in homosexual sex acts such as anal intercourse is quite another.  You may be born with the proclivity, and stuck with it, but you are free to exercise it or not.  The proclivity may be part of 'who you are,'  ingredient in your very identity, but  the practices are freely engaged in.  Acts done or left undone are contingent and thus no part of anyone's identity.  Moral criticism of  homosexual practices is not criticism of anyone for who he is.

2. It follows that rejection of homosexual sex acts as immoral is consistent with acceptance of homosexuals as people. In a trite phrase, one can hate the sin but love the sinner.  The sinful and the immoral, however, are not quite the same, though I cannot expatiate on the distinction at the moment.

It is therefore very bad journalism to describe Robertson's comments as 'anti-gay' for that elides the distinction I just drew.  Opposition to homosexual practices is not opposition to homosexuals.

And of course there is nothing  'homophobic' about Robertson's comments.  I don't reckon  that the good old boy pictured above has any irrational fear of homosexuals.  'Homophobic' is a coinage of leftists to prevent one of those famous 'conversations' that they otherwise call for.  It is a question-begging epithet and semantic bludgeon meant to close down debate by the branding of their opponents as suffering from a mental defect.  This is why only a foolish conservative acquiesces in the use of this made-up word.  Language matters.  One of the first rules for successful prosecution of the  Kulturkampf  is to never  let the enemy distort the terms of the debate.  Insist on standard English, and always slap them down when they engage in their notorious 'framing.'  As for 'gay,' that too is a word we ought not surrender.  Use the neutral 'homosexual.'   Same with 'queer.'   'Queer' is a good old word.  Nominalists think abstracta are queer entities.  There is no implication that the analysis of such is in any way proctological.

3.  Whether or not Phil Robertson and people like him can cogently defend their opposition to homosexual practices, they have a right  to hold and express their opinions in public fora,  and a right to be tolerated by those who oppose their views.  To tolerate is not approve of, let alone endorse; it is to put up with, to allow, to refrain from interfering with the promulgation of distasteful ideas.  Without widespread toleration it is hard to see how a nation as diverse and pluralistic as the USA can remain even minimally united. 

4. There are solid arguments based in theology and philosophy for rejecting as immoral homosexual practices.  And they are available to Robertson and Co. should they decide to lay down their shotguns long enough to swot them up.  These arguments won't convince those on the the other side, but then no argument, no matter how well-articulated and reasonable, no matter how consistent with known empirical fact and free of logical error, convinces those on the other side of any 'hot button' issue.

5.  As a corollary to (4), note that arguments against homosexuality needn't presupose the truth of any religion.  They can be purely philosophical.  The same goes for abortion.  If I argue against late-term abortion on the the ground that it is sufficiently like infanticide to inherit the moral wrongness of infanticide, then I argue in a way that makes no use of any religious premise.

6.  The A & E Network has every right to fire Robertson and Co. By the same token, a baker or a florist has every right to refuse service to a same-sex couple planning a same -sex 'marriage' and it is simply wrong for government at any level to force the baker or the florist to violate his conscience.

7.  In the interests of comity,  homosexuals and their practices ought to be tolerated.  Whether or not the practices are immoral, they ought to be legally permissible as long as they are between consenting adults.  But this right to be tolerated does not translate into a right to be approved or applauded or celebrated or a right to impose their views on others, or a right to change the culture to their liking.  In particular, it does not translate into a right to have their 'marriages' legally recognized.

8. Given the obvious distinction made in (1) above, the following sort of argument is invalid.  "Tom didn't choose to be homosexual; he was born that way, so his practice of homosexuality via anal intercourse is morally acceptable."  That sort of argument obviously proves too much.  Pedophiles, sadomasochists, necrophiliacs,  and so on down the list of sexual perversions are most of them born with their proclivity, but that fact does not justify their engaging in the corresponding practices.

For more on this delightful topic, see Jim Goad, When Ducks Cry.

California Regulators Go After Sriracha Hot Sauce

SrirachaPope Francis recently spoke, quite foolishly, of "unfettered capitalism," as if there is any such thing in the world.  A more worthy cynosure of disapprobation is the slide toward unfettered regulation and omni-invasive government spearheaded by presumably well-meaning liberal-fascist nanny-staters.

You know things are getting bad when they come after your hot sauce.  An Asian restaurant without Sriracha is like, what?  A house without a fireplace?  Coffee without caffeine?  A man without balls?

You see, if these food fascists can go after Sriracha on the ground that it is a raw food, then Tabasco sauce, that marvellous Louisiana condiment from Avery Island, that undisputed  king of the hot sauces,  recognized as such by true connoisseurs all across this great land, that sine qua non of fine dining, and the criterion that separates, in point of the prandial, the  men from the candy-mouthed girly-men, and which is also a raw food  — then, I say, Tabasco sauce is in danger, a state of affairs the only appropriate remedy to which which would be of the Second Amendment variety, if I may be permitted a bit of holiday hyperbole.

David Tran, founder of Huy Fong Foods, fled communist Viet Nam to come to our shores for freedom  and a chance at self-reliance and economic self-determination .  Unfortunately, the successors of commies, the leftists of the Democrat Party, may drive Tran out of California into a friendlier environment.

When they came for the soda, you did nothing because you don't drink the stuff.  When they came for the Sriracha, you did nothing because you didn't know what the hell it was.  But if they come after Tabasco sauce and you do nothing, then you deserve to be shot — figuratively speaking of course.

Story here.

Mind and Matter

Here are a couple of theses that are part of my credo, though I do not merely believe them, but think I have good reasons for believing them:

Thesis 1:  One cannot get mind from matter no matter how the matter is arranged  or how complexly arranged.  That mind should arise from matter is unintelligible.

To appreciate the force of this thesis, let's run through some objections.  And I do mean run: what follows has to be cursory.

Objection 1.  "There is no question of getting mind from matter; mental states and properties  just are states and properties of the material world, patterns of behavior perhaps, or patterns of neural activity."

Response 1.  Of course I reject identity theories that reduce the mental to the physical, whether they be type-type identity theories or merely token-token identity theories.  I have written an 'unconscionable' number of posts on this topic I and am not inclined to repeat myself in any detail.  But if you tell me that, say, my thinking about Prague is identical to a complex state of my brain, I would dismiss that as obvious nonsense and for a very good reason.  My occurent thinking, at this moment, is of or about or directed to  an object that, for all I know, was nuked out of existence — God forbid — a second ago and this without prejudice to my act of thinking's now being about precisely the object it is about.    Now this intrinsic object-directedness  or intrinsic intentionality of my act of thinking — to use the philosopher's term of art — is not a property that it makes any sense to ascribe to any physical object or state. Now if x has a property that y lacks, or vice versa, then of course x cannot be identical to y.

Objection 2.  "There simply are no mental states as you claim, and the argument from intentionality you give can be run in reverse so as to prove it."

Response 2.  The objector is suggesting the following argument: "(1) If mental states such as thinking about Prague are anything, then they are brain states; (2) such mental states exhibit intrinsic intentionality; (3) no physical state, and thus no brain state, exhibits intrinsic intentionality; therefore (4) there are no mental states."

This eliminativist argument issues in a conclusion that is obviously, breathtakingly false, and so one of the premises must be false.  The stinker is of course (1).

Objection 3.  "Granted, it is unintelligible that mind should arise from matter as conceived in current physics.  But the matter that we know might hide and contain within itself occult powers beyond the ken of current or any future physics, including the power to give rise to mind."

Reply 3.  The game is up when materialists reach for occult powers.  The only matter we know about is the matter of ordinary experience and physics.  And there is no place in matter so conceived for occult powers that give rise to mind. If you tell me that what thinks when I think is an intracranial hunk of meat, then you are ascribing  a power to matter that destroys the very concept of matter that you started with and that you need to articulate your materialism.

Thesis 2:  That matter should arise from mind is not unintelligible. 

Why not?  Because intrinsic to mind is object-directedness, or object-positing.  Mind by its nature is of objects distinct from mind.  Mind has the power to create objects distinct from itself and its states.  This power is not occult.  It is open to us in reflection.  The entire material cosmos could be be just a huge system of intentional objects for a sufficiently capacious and powerful mind.  The thought is thinkable.  It is intelligible.  That is not to say it is true or to say that we have good reasons for believing it.  It has its difficulties, but  it makes sense in the way it makes no sense to maintain that mind arises from matter.  That is an absurdity that can be seen to be such by hard thinking.

So we get an asymmetry.  Matter could, for all we know, be the product of mind, but mind could not, for all we know, be the product of matter.

Contractions

My rule on contractions: though permissible in informal writing such as blogging, they ought to be avoided or used sparingly in formal writing.  I  came across the following sentence in a well-written piece in a serious publication. 

"Heroic" would have pleased Ranke, who'd died nine years earlier. 

The contraction distracted me, so much so that I am now writing about it.  And note that in the very same sentence we find the uncontracted "would have."  This is better:

"Heroic" would have pleased Ranke, who had died nine years earlier.

Credo

Simone Weil's Profession of Faith begins  as follows. 

There is a reality outside the world, that is to say, outside space and time, outside man's mental universe, outside any sphere whatsoever that is accessible to human faculties.

Corresponding to this reality, at the centre of the human heart, is the longing for an absolute good, a longing which is always there and is never appeased by any object in this world.

Another terrestrial manifestation of this reality lies in the absurd and insoluble contradictions which are always the terminus of human thought when it moves exclusively in this world.

Just as the reality of this world is the sole foundation of facts, so that other reality is the sole foundation of good.

That reality is the unique source of all the good that can exist in this world: that is to say, all beauty, all truth, all justice, all legitimacy, all order, and all human behaviour that is mindful of obligations.

"At the centre of the human heart is the longing for an absolute good, a longing which is always there and is never appeased by any object in this world."

Those minds whose attention and love are turned towards that reality are the sole intermediary through which good can descend from there and come among men.

Advice for Hollywood Liberals

Robert M. Thornton, ed., Cogitations from Albert Jay Nock (Irvington-on-Hudson: The Nockian Society, 1970), p. 59:

If realism means the representation of life as it is actually lived, I do not see why lives which are actually lived on a higher emotional plane are not so eligible for representation as those lived on a lower plane. (Memoirs, 200)

Exactly. If the aim is to depict reality as it is, why select only the most worthless and uninspiring portions of reality for portrayal? Why waste brilliant actors on worthless roles, Paul Newman in The Color of Money, Michael Douglas and Kathleen Turner in The War of the Roses, Robert De Niro in Goodfellas and Casino, to take four examples off the top of my head from a potential list of thousands. The Grifters is another example. A very good film in any number of respects. But imagine a film of the same cinematic quality which portrays in a subtle and intelligent manner a way of life — I avoid 'lifestyle' — that has some chance of being worth living. Notice I said "subtle and intelligent." I am not advocating Sunday School moralizing or hokey platitudinizing. And note that I am not opposing the above mentioned, but pointing out that a constant diet of dreck is both boring and unhealthy.

But I don't expect the folks in HollyWeird (Michael Medved's expression) to comprehend the simple point I have just made. They are too mesmerized by the color of money for that. Nor do I expect most liberals to be able to wrap their minds around it. They are too bereft of moral sense for that.  So I'm preaching to the choir and to a few fence-sitters. But that has value: Maybe a fence-sitter or two will slide off to the Right Side; and perhaps the choirboys and girls are in need of a little extra ammo.

A deeper question concerns the purpose of art. To depict reality? That is not obvious. A good topic for someone else to take up. Conservative bloggers, get to it.

Saturday Night at the Oldies: Some Songs from Inside Llewyn Davis

The Llewyn Davis character in the brilliant Coen Bros. film suggests, I don't say represents, Dave van Ronk.  So let's start with some tunes (not necessarily the renditions) from the movie done by the Mayor of MacDougal Street.

Hang me, Oh Hang Me

Green, Green Rocky Road

Dink's Song.  Marcus Mumford and Oscar Isaac version.  Punch Bros. live versionCarolyn Hester Odetta. Dylan

Tom Paxton, The Last Thing on My Mind

Justin Timberlake, et al.  Five Hundred Miles.    PPM versionJourneymen version.

Please Mr. Kennedy clip

Welcome to the Age of Liberal Intolerance

The totalitarian Left aims to inject its political poison into everything.  Not even chess can claim neutrality. Emphasis added.

Mark Steyn:

 

Re-collection

Recollection is a flight from the diaspora  of animal inclinations and social suggestions.  One collects oneself.  Life is one long battle against the centrifugal pull of these two.  Time too flees and flies not just by passing unaccountably but also by losing itself in the diaspora of its own modes, past, present, and future.  What is, is not, because its element, time, is not, but is past, or future, or fleeting.

Friday Cat Blogging: Inside Llewyn Davis

Llewyn davis and catTo Scottsdale this drizzly dreary dark December morning to see the Coen Bros. latest on its opening hereabouts, Inside Llewyn Davis.    A tale of two kitties is a sub-motif that symbolizes the self-destructive folksinger's troubles, but it would take a couple more viewings for me to figure it out.

The film gripped me and held me its entire running length, but then I lived through that era and I know the music and its major and minor players.  Figuring out the the cinematic references and allusions is part of the fun.  Tom Paxton, Albert Grossmann, Jim and Jean, The Clancy Brothers, Bob Dylan . . . they are all there — or are they?  

A distinction is made between purely fictional objects (native objects) and immigrant objects: historical individuals that have been imported into fiction from reality.   Many of the characters in the Coen Bros. film seem to belong to a third category.  They are not wholly unreal like Don Quixote and Sancho Panza, or lightly fictionalized individuals like many of the characters in Kerouac's novels, but fictional surrogates of real-life individuals.  For example, there is a character who suggests Tom Paxton, but could not be said unambiguously to represent him, pace Dave van Ronk's ex-wife who writes, in a critical review, "The character who represents Tom Paxton has a pasted-on smile and is a smug person who doesn't at all resemble the smart, funny, witty Tom Paxton who was our best man when we married." 

Ann Hornaday's Washington Post review ends brilliantly:

In many ways, “Inside Llewyn Davis” plays like a waking nightmare of creeping anxiety and dread, as the era’s grandmaster of brazen self-invention arrives unseen in New York while Llewyn’s self-defeating near-misses pile up like so much street-sullied snow. But this soulful, unabashedly lyrical film is best enjoyed by sinking into it like a sweet, sad dream. When you wake up, a mythical place and time will have disappeared forever. But you’ll know that attention — briefly, beautifully — has been paid.

The era's grandmaster of brazen self-invention is of course Bob Dylan, who blew into town that bitter winter of '61 and who in a few short years brought about a sort of Hegelian Aufhebung of the folk era: its simultaneous cancellation, preservation, and transmogrification into the heart of the '60s as represented by the trilogy of Dylan at his most incandescent: Bringing it It All Back Home, Highway 61 Revisited,  Blonde on Blonde.

It's all Over Now, Baby Blue from the the first-mentioned album perhaps sounds the theme of cultural shift.

 

Obesity is not a Disease

Liberals spout nonsense about an 'epidemic' of obesity or obesity as a public health problem.  True, we Americans are a gluttonous people as witness competitive eating contests, the numerous food shows, and the complete lack of any sense among most that there is anything morally wrong with gluttony.  The moralists of old understood something when they classified gluttony as one of the seven deadly sins.

Obesity is not a disease; so, speaking strictly, there cannot be an epidemic of it.  There are two separate issues here.  One is whether obesity is a disease.  Here are some arguments pro et con.  But even  if it is classified as a disease, it is surely not a contagious disease and so not something there can be an epidemic of. 

I know that 'epidemic' is used more broadly than this, even by epidemiologists; but this is arguably the result of an intrusion of liberal ideology into what is supposedly science.   Do you really think that 'epidemic' is being used in the same way in 'flu epidemic' and 'obesity epidemic'?  Is obesity contagious?  If fat Al sneezes in my face, should I worry about contracting the obesity virus? There is no such virus.   

Obesity is not contagious and not a disease.   I know what some will say: obesity is socially contagious.  But now you've shifted the sense  of 'contagious.'    You've engaged in a bit of semantic mischief.  It is not as if there are two kinds of contagion, natural and social.  Social contagion is not contagion any more than negative growth is growth or a decoy duck is a duck. 'Social' in 'socially contagious' is an alienans adjective.

Why then are you fat?  You are fat because you eat too much of the wrong sorts of food and refuse to exercise.  For most people that's all there is to it.  It's your fault.  It is not the result of being attacked by a virus.  It is within your power to be fat or not.  It is a matter of your FREE WILL.  You have decided to become fat or to remain fat.  When words such as 'epidemic' and 'disease' are used in connection with obesity, that is an ideological denial of free will, an attempt to shift responsibility from the agent to factors external to the agent such as the 'evil' corporations that produce so-called 'junk' food.

There is no such thing as junk food.

There are public health problems, but obesity is not one of them.  It is a private problem resident at the level of the individual and the family.

Ted Honderich is One Quirky Writer

HonderichI am reading Ted Honderich, On Consciousness (Edinburgh UP, 2004) and trying to get a handle on just what his theory of consciousness as existence amounts to.  An awkward and quirky writer, he doesn't make things easy on the reader, and doesn't seem to realize  that in this very fast brave new world of ours the writer must get to  the point without unnecessary circumlocution if he wants to keep his reader glued to the page.  Here is an example of Honderich's style, from p. 206:

The other option from spiritualism now deserves the name of being devout physicalism. You can say and write, in a career that keeps an eye on some of science, maybe two, and is forgetful of reflective experience, that being conscious or aware of something is only having certain physical properties in the head. Usually this cranialism is a matter of only neural properties as we know them — thought of computationally or with microtubules to the fore or in any other way you like.

[Note the awkward placement of "Maybe two." It belongs right after "eye."]

Nobody not on the philosophical job of trying to approximate more to some of science or horse sense believes this either. We all know, to make use of a pefectly proper and enlightening parody,  that consciousness, isn't just cells, however fancily or fancifully conceived. Everybody on the job tries to give a place to or register what they know when they're not on the job. But they can't do it if they have it that consciousness has only neural properties or conceivably silicon or otherwise physical properties, no matter how they are conceived additionally.

Honderich's thought is not so much expressed as buried in the above  mess of verbiage. Here is the thought which is correct as far as it goes expressed in three sentences.

Devout physicalism is the main alternative to spiritualism, or substance dualism.  But only someone who fails to reflect on his actual experience could suppose that being conscious of something is a matter of the instantiation of neural properties in the brain.  Both philosopher and layman know that consciousness is not brain cells, but the philosopher trying to be scientific is apt to forget it.

Here is Colin McGinn's savage review of Honderich's book.  Be aware that there is personal animus between the two men.

Homo Homini Lupus

A 28 year-old Gypsy girl from the Tene Bimbo crime family 'befriends' an 85 year-old single man, marries him, and then poisons him, causing his death, in an attempt to steal his assets.  The two were made for each other, the evil cunning of the woman finding its outlet in the utter foolishness of the man.  What lessons are to be learned from this?

The first is one that serves as a criterion to distinguish conservative from liberal.  The latter lives and dies in the pious belief that people are inherently good and that it is merely such contingent and remediable factors as environment, opportunity, upbringing and the like that prevent the good from manifesting itself.   The conservative knows better: human nature is deeply flawed, structurally flawed, flawed beyond the hope of merely human amelioration.  The conservative takes seriously the idea of original sin, if not the particulars of any particular doctrinal formulation.  Though capable of near- angelic goodness, man is capable of near-diabolical evil.  History records it, and only the foolish ignore it.  The fact of radical evil cannot be gainsaid, as even the Enlightenment philosopher Kant (1781-1804) deeply appreciated.  The timber of humanity is crooked, and of crooked timber no perfectly straight thing has ever been made.  (Be it noted en passant that conservatives need to be careful when they generalize about the Enlightenment and wax critical of it.  They might want to check their generalizations against the greatest of the Enlightenment philosophers, the Sage of Koenigsberg.)

My second point will elicit howls of rage from liberals, but their howling is music to my ears.  The victim must bear some moral responsibility for the crime, albeit a much lower degree of responsibility than the perpetrator.  For he allowed himself to be victimized by failing to make use of his faculties. (I assume the 85 year-old was not senile.)  He did not think:  "What could an attractive young woman see in a decrepit old specimen like me?  What is she after?"  He let his vanity and ego swamp and suborn his good judgment.  He had a long life to learn the lesson that romantic love is more illusion than reality, but he failed to apply his knowledge.  Blaming the victim is, up to a point, justified.

 So man is a wolf to man and man is a lamb to man.  Wolf and lamb 'need' each other.  Be neither.  You have a moral obligation to be neither.

 Story here.