(September 27, 2015 at 2:13 pm)Pyrrho Wrote:The only things that grow without any effort on our part are weeds and dust bunnies.(September 27, 2015 at 1:31 pm)abaris Wrote: Yes, but not everyone is a preaching sanctimonious prick. Most people just believe and leave everyone else in peace. Not everyone is a Randy, so to speak and who am I to pester them?
Yes, but someone can be insincere and not be a sanctimonious prick. Being a sanctimonious prick is a separate issue.
Additionally, people can harm others without being sanctimonious pricks. By the way they vote, for example, which affects others. They vote the way they do because of their beliefs, and so what they believe is a matter than concerns others.
People don't believe things without it affecting their actions. In fact, one measures the sincerity (reality) of belief by one's actions. In the OP, we judge the boy's beliefs by his actions. If he had been unwilling to jump, then we would know that he did not really believe that he could fly.
People's beliefs affect their actions, and their actions affect others. Consequently, what people believe is something that affects others.
MLK Wrote:I agree with Gandhi that the Hottest Places in Hell Are Reserved for Those Who in a Period of Moral Crisis Maintain Their Neutrality. Sometimes silence is betrayal.
You don't have to believe in a literal hell to appreciate what he is saying.
The god who allows children to be raped out of respect for the free will choice of the rapist, but punishes gay men for engaging in mutually consensual sex couldn't possibly be responsible for an intelligently designed universe.
I may defend your right to free speech, but i won't help you pass out flyers.
Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.
--Voltaire
Nietzsche isn't dead. How do I know he lives? He lives in my mind.
I may defend your right to free speech, but i won't help you pass out flyers.
Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.
--Voltaire
Nietzsche isn't dead. How do I know he lives? He lives in my mind.
