For every given male character, there is a female version of that character, and vice versa.
“Chess, first of all, teaches you to be objective.”
– Alexander Alekhine
‘In the language which is spoken when one expresses oneself, there lies an average intelligibility; and in accordance with this intelligibility the discourse which is communicated can be understood to a considerable extent, even if the hearer does not bring himself into such a kind of Being towards what the discourse is about as to have a primordial understanding of it. We do not so much understand the entities which are talked about; we already are listening only to what is said-in-the-talk as such. What is said-in-the-talk gets understood; but what the talk is about is understood only approximately and superficially. We have the same thing in view, because it is in the same averageness that we have a common understanding of what is said.’
– Being and Time by Martin Heidegger, tr. John Macquerrie and Edward Robinson, Oxford: Blackwell Publishers Ltd., 1962, I.5, §35 (H.167), p. 212
I can’t teach you about safe sex because it might encourage you to become promiscuous.
I can’t tell you what airbags do. That information will make you think it’s okay to start crashing into things.
I’m sorry class. We can no longer study Mexico. As you’d all run away to Tijuana if I told you what was there.
If I teach you girls how to rescue a burnt casserole, how can I trust you to follow the teachings of Héloise?
I’m afraid I can’t tell you how Hannibal crossed the Alps. If I did, you crazy kids are likely to conquer the prom with elephants. Oops.
Trigonometry will no longer be taught. You could use that knowledge to calculate the trajectory of eggs thrown at my Geo Metro.
We won’t be using safety glasses this year in shop class. I believe anyone who gets a word chip in their eye have it coming.
Science has been cancelled because your parents prefer to believe in magic.
– Big Fat Whale, Brian McFadden 2006
“Language has always been important in politics, but language is incredibly important to the present political struggle. Because if you can establish an atmosphere in which information doesn’t mean anything, then there is no objective reality.
– Stephen Colbert
Sutherland: It’s art. It’s not personal.
Churchill: Well, you are a lost soul. A narcissist without direction or certainty.
Sutherland: Please, sir. Don’t overreact. Give it time. I showed those sketches to your wife throughout. She remarked on how accurate they were.
Churchill: That is the whole point. It is not a reasonably truthful image of me!
Sutherland: It is, sir.
Churchill: It is not! It is cruel!
Sutherland: Age is cruel! If you see decay, it’s because there’s decay. If you see frailty, it’s because there’s frailty. I can’t be blamed for what is. And I refuse to hide and disguise what I see. If you’re engaged in a fight with something, then it’s not with me. It’s with your own blindness.
– The Crown (2016) Season 1, Episode 9; “Assassins” [No. 9]
The combination of populist movements with social media is often held responsible for post-truth politics. Individuals have growing opportunities to shape their media consumption around their own opinions and prejudices, and populist leaders are ready to encourage them.
How can we still be speaking of “facts” when they no longer provide us with a reality that we all agree on?
The problem is the oversupply of facts in the 21st century: There are too many sources, too many methods, with varying levels of credibility, depending on who funded a given study and how the eye-catching number was selected.
It is possible to live in a world of data but no facts.
We are in the middle of a transition from a society of facts to a society of data. During this interim, confusion abounds surrounding the exact status of knowledge and numbers in public life, exacerbating the sense that truth itself is being abandoned.
– Courtesy of: The New York Times
Chorus of Theban Elders: ‘Therefore, while our eyes wait to see the destined final day, we must call no one happy who is of mortal race, until he hath crossed life’s border, free from pain.’
Taken from Oedipus the King, lines 1529-1530; as published in The Tragedies of Sophocles (1917), translated by Richard Claverhouse Jebb.