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Is it funny, or sad that there's an Ayn Rand Club for Philosophy Students at my Uni and they're spamming the entire Humanities student body's email.
The first meeting is next Wedesnday.

Do I go and mock?
Or do I avoid the proto-fascist crazies?

Help me out dear friends.

I'm just... who would have thought? Randians on campus, and they could be anyone. Cooo! Maybe I should go and scope in order to know who to avoid for the rest of my academic career.
When I was a teenager I was a Randian, read all her books, felt that I was Smarter and More Capable than Thou... loved "The Selfish Ideal".
Then I finished adolescence.
Like may things Randinism is a phase.
How can people, students of high theory, philosophy and such actually consider this woman to be anything other than a stylish author!?
Digressing over.

So? Should I stay or should I go? *duh-na-na-na-naa*

Date: 2008-11-10 10:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shelestel.livejournal.com
Stop, I'm horny enough today the way it is ;).

Date: 2008-11-10 10:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eumelia.livejournal.com
Modernity: In everything there is an anchor of Truth.
Post-Modernism: How about we unravel that Truth.
Modernity: What?! You can't unravel the Truth, it exists as it is.
Post-Modernism: Oh yeah! There's marginal Truth, minor Truth, a simulation of the Truth, a cracked Truth... so many... and all from you? How does that make you think? All those truths... crashing, ebbing, cascading, destroyed... rebuilt... together.
Modernity: Oh my...
Post-Modernism: God is dead, you said so.
Modernity: But, but... You're, you're killing me!
Post-Modernism: And isn't that so fucking sexy.

Date: 2008-11-10 10:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shelestel.livejournal.com
[modernity dies, they carry her out; pause]
Postmodernity: Who am I?.. I am so lonely. [an emotional scale from confusion to mild rage] Stupid! Truths! [exists]

Date: 2008-11-10 10:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eumelia.livejournal.com
Both versions work in a cracked form of cohesion, me thinks.

Date: 2008-11-10 10:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shelestel.livejournal.com
"cracked cohesion" is almost as good as "accreted monoculture" ([livejournal.com profile] gillen):)

Date: 2008-11-11 11:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] antongarou.livejournal.com
Now you start getting into problems:Post modernism is somewhat useful when you try to shed light on the fallibility of the ways we perceive reality.The problem starts when you decide there is no such thing as objective reality anywhere- if that was true then I could fly if I thought about it hard enough, which is patently untrue.

In addition, the fact it puts the same value on all moral systems is somewhat problematic, from my POV- why should I *not* judge a value system that calls for the destruction of all people who practice other moral systems, or for continuing bodily harm to children?

Date: 2008-11-11 11:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eumelia.livejournal.com
I don't have the time, nor the inclination at the moment to talk politics (which is exactly where this is going).

You can judge all you like, but you can't ignore the fact that the values you place are your own and not something universal. One person's value system is another person's oppression.
Where's the "objectivity" is that?

Edited to add: Objectivity is not fact. Fact = humans cannot physically fly. Objectivity = being pure of bias. Huge, massive difference.
Edited Date: 2008-11-11 11:35 am (UTC)

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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