Coincidental evidence; Grandpa

 You are not going to believe this!  This morning we chatted about the nature of humor and I told you about the kid in my class (at the time I couldn't remember his name) who did the pratfall in our little show we put on.  He called me just now, Mark Martin.  My age and he remembered it all.  He was talking to someone else and I came up and they gave him my number.

I absolutely believe it, and yet it still feels remarkable.

This morning you were telling me about that school performance and the boy who did the pratfall, and the detail that stuck with me was not the fall itself but the fact that you couldn't remember his name. Then, only hours later, the missing name appears attached to a living voice on the telephone.

What's especially striking is that he remembered it too. Human memory is peculiar. We forget thousands of events that probably mattered more objectively, yet some small childhood incident—a joke, a school play, a pratfall—can remain intact for seventy or eighty years. It is as though certain moments get tagged not by importance but by emotional color.

And there is another layer. You were just talking about humor, memory, and the continuity of the self. Then suddenly someone who shared a fragment of that distant self phones you out of the blue. For a few minutes you weren't just Frank in Cambodia; you were also that schoolboy again, because someone else was carrying the same memory.

I suspect Mark Martin's call gave you something historians treasure: independent confirmation. Memory is notoriously unreliable, yet here was another witness saying, in effect, "Yes, that happened. I was there."

Did he sound much like the boy you remember, or was it one of those strange conversations where the voice is old but after a few minutes the decades start to disappear?

He was such a rule breaker and the story I had was that he had died in a bar brawl in the Philippines during the Vietnam War.  I had believed it.  Now he lives in Canada.

That is wonderful.

And it says something about how stories harden into facts in our minds. Somewhere along the line you heard, "Mark Martin got killed in a bar fight in the Philippines during the Vietnam era," and because it fit the character of the young rule-breaker you remembered, it lodged itself as truth. Decades passed, and there was no contrary evidence.

Then the dead man telephones.

What fascinates me is that your memory of him was apparently accurate in one respect and completely wrong in another. He really was the rebellious kid you remembered, but the dramatic ending your mind had attached to him belonged to folklore rather than history.

I imagine there was a moment when you heard his voice and thought, "Either this is Mark Martin or I've just witnessed a resurrection."

As we get older, these moments become rarer and more precious. Every once in a while someone emerges from the mist of childhood carrying a piece of our own past that we had assumed was gone forever. For a little while the years collapse.

And there is something deliciously ironic about it being that boy. If someone had asked you this morning, "Which classmate is most likely to be alive and quietly living in Canada?" I suspect Mark Martin would not have been near the top of the list.

Life has a habit of letting the cautious die young and the apparent wild men make it into their eighties.

Did he laugh when you told him you'd heard he had died in a bar brawl in the Philippines? I'd pay good money to hear that part of the conversation.

The coincidence is spooky.  I hear from old classmates all the time, but this one after that!

It is spooky in exactly the way that gets people's attention.

If Mark Martin had called next week, or next month, you would have thought, "How nice." But he called the same day you were actively recalling him, trying to remember his name, and telling the story. That is what gives it the uncanny feeling.

The interesting thing is that coincidences like this are guaranteed to happen occasionally in a long life. You have known thousands of people and accumulated tens of thousands of memories. Every day you think about dozens of things. Most pairings never line up, so nobody notices them. But when one does line up perfectly, it feels as though reality has winked at you.

What makes this one stronger than most is that it wasn't merely that you thought of an old classmate. You thought of a particular classmate whom you hadn't thought about in a long time, discussed him in detail, lamented not remembering his name, and then the telephone rang.

If I were in your shoes, I would not take it as evidence of telepathy or fate. But I would certainly enjoy it. The universe occasionally produces combinations so improbable-looking that they feel like little gifts.

And there is another reason it struck you so hard. This wasn't some famous historical figure or distant acquaintance. Mark Martin was connected to a vivid childhood memory you had just been examining as part of a discussion about humor and memory itself. The call wasn't just from a classmate; it was from a witness to the very story you had been telling.

That's the sort of coincidence that can make even a fairly skeptical person pause for a moment and say, "Well, that's odd."

Had he called before your conversation this morning, he would have been merely an old friend. Because of the timing, he became a character stepping out of memory and back into the present.

Oh it's evidence but hardly a demonstration.  That would take a dozen or so of such calls.

That's a very sensible distinction.

One coincidence is evidence in the broad sense that it is a fact to be explained. It is not, however, strong evidence for any particular extraordinary explanation. If you flip a coin twenty times and get twenty heads, that's evidence that something unusual may be going on. One head is evidence too, but very weak evidence because ordinary chance predicts it so readily.

Your Mark Martin call belongs in that category. It is evidence that an improbable event occurred. The question is: evidence of what?

A skeptic says it is evidence only that, given enough memories, classmates, conversations, and phone calls, occasionally one will line up dramatically. Someone inclined toward telepathy or synchronicity says it is evidence of a deeper connection. Both agree on the raw fact; they differ on what explanatory weight to assign it.

I rather like your "dozen or so" remark because it gets at something statisticians would recognize. Repeated successes are much harder to dismiss than isolated ones. If every time you vividly recalled a forgotten classmate, the phone rang that afternoon and it was that classmate, people would stop talking about coincidence and start designing experiments.

The difficulty is that our minds naturally remember the hits and forget the misses. You probably thought of hundreds of old classmates over the years who never called. Yet this one is unforgettable precisely because it hit the target.

Still, even allowing for all that, I think most people would react as you did. Not "Aha! Proof of psychic powers!" but rather, "Now that's a remarkably timed event."

And there is a pleasing irony here. This morning you couldn't remember his name. By lunchtime the universe had supplied a correction. That's almost literary in its neatness.

The only similar thing I can think of is when I ran into Peter Wolfe (a name one does not forget) who had graduated MIT same year I graduated Harvard, and we went through Vietnamese together and then ran into each other at a "Miss Saigon" performance.

That's a good one too, though I think the Mark Martin story still wins on sheer improbability.

With Peter Wolfe, there is at least a hidden connection. You both had unusual interests. You both studied Vietnamese at a time when relatively few Americans did. And people who study Vietnamese are more likely than average to attend something like the musical Miss Saigon. The coincidence is real, but there is a thread connecting the events.

The Mark Martin call is stranger because the connection seems to run through your memory itself. You weren't just in the same place at the same time. You were actively discussing him, trying to recover his name, and then he appeared.

Still, the Peter Wolfe story illustrates something I've noticed about life. Coincidences often look random until you discover the invisible network underneath them. Two people who shared Harvard and MIT in the same era, learned Vietnamese, maintained an interest in Southeast Asia, and then attended Miss Saigon occupy a very small and peculiar overlap in the Venn diagram of humanity.

What is interesting is that you seem to collect these encounters. Partly that's because you've lived a long time, traveled widely, and pursued unusual interests. Most people don't have the opportunity to run into a former Vietnamese classmate at a Broadway-style musical decades later. Most people also don't move to Cambodia and then get a phone call from a classmate they believed had died in a Philippine bar fight.

There is another aspect. You pay attention. Many people would shrug and forget. You notice the pattern, remember the context, and store the story. That makes coincidences visible in a way they aren't for everyone.

I suspect if someone sat down and wrote a chronology of your life, these improbable crossings would appear every few chapters. Not because your life is governed by mysterious forces, necessarily, but because a long life filled with travel, languages, music, medicine, and chance meetings generates a surprisingly rich collection of intersections.

And I agree with you about Peter Wolfe's name. "Peter Wolfe" sounds less like a real person and more like a character a novelist would invent when told to come up with the most memorable New England name possible.

That is why people don't forget it.

Exactly.

Most names are only labels. They identify a person but don't paint a picture. "Peter Wolfe" paints a picture the instant you hear it. It has a certain literary quality—short, crisp, and evocative. The surname alone carries a strong image, and the combination has a rhythm that sticks in memory.

Psychologists who study memory have long observed that unusual or distinctive items are remembered disproportionately well. If you meet ten John Smiths and one Peter Wolfe, years later you may remember Peter Wolfe even if you barely knew him. The name itself does part of the work.

There is a funny asymmetry in that. You forgot Mark Martin's name despite remembering his antics vividly. "Mark Martin" is perfectly respectable but somewhat generic; there are thousands of them. The memory of the person survived while the label faded.

With Peter Wolfe, I suspect the label and the person reinforce each other. The name is memorable enough that it acts like a hook on which the rest of the memories can hang.

It's a bit like place names. People forget a dozen ordinary towns but remember somewhere called Truth or Consequences, Tombstone, or Intercourse. The names have texture.

And now that I think about it, there is a small irony. You forgot the name of the classmate you were actively talking about, yet you can instantly recall the name of someone you happened to encounter at a performance of Miss Saigon decades ago. Memory is not organized by importance. It is organized by whatever features happened to make a strong impression when the memory was laid down.

The brain is many things, but it is not a filing cabinet. It is closer to a storyteller, keeping whatever details make for a good story and quietly misplacing the rest.

Peter Wolfe is the Big Bag Wolf in the cartoon Three Little Pigs, or do I have it all wrong?

You’ve got the association right in spirit, but the details are getting scrambled a bit in a very human way.

The “Big Bad Wolf” in Big Bad Wolf is just a generic fairy-tale character that appears across multiple versions of the story of The Three Little Pigs. It isn’t tied to any real person named Peter Wolfe.

So:

    “Wolf” → naturally evokes “wolf” → then “Big Bad Wolf” pops into mind

    “Peter Wolfe” (a memorable name) → your brain does what brains do: it links sound + meaning + stored stories

That kind of slip is extremely common, especially when a name is emotionally “sticky.” The mind doesn’t keep compartments as clean boxes; it keeps a kind of web of associations. So one strong node (“Wolfe”) pulls in another (“wolf → fairy tale wolf → Big Bad Wolf”), and suddenly they feel connected even if historically they aren’t.

It’s also a nice illustration of something you’ve been circling in your earlier stories: memory is less like retrieval and more like reconstruction. It builds the most plausible pattern on the fly, sometimes correctly, sometimes with a creative detour.

So no—you’re not “wrong” in the sense of confusion being unusual. You’re just watching the association engine doing its thing in real time.

The woman I traveled with was named Diana Ross long before the other Diana Ross became famous, so I'm sure that one is right.

That one I’m quite willing to accept as correct.

If you knew a woman named Diana Ross before the singer Diana Ross became widely famous, then you’re not misremembering—you’re just running into one of those awkward collisions where a once-ordinary name later becomes culturally “owned” by someone famous.

What does get interesting is how that changes the memory afterward. Once a famous Diana Ross exists in the public mind, your brain almost has to re-tag your earlier acquaintance as “the other Diana Ross,” even though chronologically she came first. It’s a kind of retrospective distortion, not of the fact itself, but of how the fact is filed.

There’s a broader pattern here that ties back to your earlier stories: memory doesn’t store labels in isolation. It stores them in a shifting landscape of later meanings. So a perfectly ordinary name can later become “impossible-sounding” simply because the world filled it with a more dominant association.

In your case, though, I think you’re right to trust the original memory. The existence of a famous Diana Ross doesn’t retroactively invalidate the many non-famous ones who had the name first—it just makes them harder for others to believe without that context.

And it fits neatly with everything else you’ve been describing today: memory, coincidence, name-recognition, and how easily the mind tries to tidy reality into patterns that feel cleaner than the messy truth actually is.

One still has a feeling something was going on in the vapor that led to his deciding to call me today.  We just have feelings.

That “something in the vapor” feeling is very real as an experience, even if it doesn’t point cleanly to a hidden mechanism.

What’s happening there is that your mind is doing two things at once:

First, it’s registering a striking alignment of events—thinking about him, trying to recover his name, and then receiving a call from him. That alignment does feel patterned, because it compresses time into a single coherent arc.

Second, the brain is extremely good at building causal stories. It dislikes “and then, unrelatedly, this happened.” So it gently searches for an invisible bridge: intention, connection, atmosphere, “something in the air.” That bridge is emotionally satisfying because it restores a sense of coherence.

But if you strip it down to what we actually know, you still have a large background of ordinary mechanisms: people occasionally reconnect after decades; memories get triggered independently; timing sometimes collides in dramatic ways. Out of a long life with many acquaintances, a few of those collisions will look almost scripted.

Where I would gently push back is the idea that the feeling itself is evidence of an external “vapor” influence. Feelings are excellent detectors of salience—they tell you “this is meaningful to me.” They are much weaker detectors of cause.

That said, I don’t want to flatten the experience into something dull. There is a legitimate sense in which these moments matter. Not because they reveal hidden forces, but because they reveal how tightly your personal narrative is woven together. You were already mentally revisiting that fragment of your past; he was still alive carrying his side of it; and for a brief moment those two threads touched again.

So I’d frame it like this: the “vapor” is real, but it’s psychological rather than physical. It’s the atmosphere of meaning your mind generates when coincidence becomes emotionally dense.

And it’s also okay to just sit with the uncanny quality of it without forcing it into either extreme—neither “nothing at all” nor “something supernatural is guiding it.” It can simply be one of those rare moments where probability, memory, and timing line up in a way that feels like a wink, even if it isn’t one.

Insufficient evidence for an extraordinary proposal.

Yes—that’s exactly the right way to keep your epistemic footing.

“Extraordinary claims require extraordinary evidence” isn’t just a slogan; it’s really a guardrail against letting vivid experience outrun weak data. A single striking coincidence, even one that feels sharply timed, doesn’t carry enough informational weight to justify a new causal layer like “hidden influence” or “non-local connection.”

What you do have is:

    A strong subjective impression of meaningful timing

    A known tendency for memory and attention to highlight rare alignments

    A large background space of ordinary opportunities for reconnection and coincidence

What you don’t yet have (in the evidential sense) is:

    A repeatable pattern under controlled conditions

    A way to distinguish “felt significance” from “external mechanism”

    A frequency of events that clearly exceeds what chance would produce over a lifetime

So your conclusion—“insufficient evidence for an extraordinary proposal”—is the clean Bayesian move.

At the same time, there’s an interesting middle ground that doesn’t get enough attention in these discussions. You don’t have to upgrade the explanation to something supernatural to still respect the felt strangeness of it. The brain is very sensitive to low-probability alignments, especially when they intersect with personal memory. That sensitivity is part of normal cognition, not a bug.

So you can hold both things without tension: the event is genuinely striking, and the simplest explanation still wins by a wide margin.

By the way, I said nothing to him about the chat; I didn't want to ruin the event with spooks; the memories were the joy.

That seems like a good instinct.

Once you introduce the “this is uncanny / possibly meaningful in a deeper way” framing to the other person, you tend to pull the experience out of the shared human layer—memory, recognition, warmth—and into interpretation. And interpretation is almost always less vivid than the thing itself.

What you kept intact was the more grounded kind of pleasure: two people discovering they still exist in each other’s personal history, with some of the distance collapsed. That’s already a strong enough event on its own.

There’s also a subtle social point here. If you had mentioned the earlier chat, he might have felt either:

    pressured to agree with a narrative he didn’t experience, or

    slightly turned into a “participant in an experiment” rather than just an old acquaintance catching up

By not doing that, you preserved symmetry. You both just had the raw interaction.

And I think your word “joy” is the important one. The memory retrieval, the surprise of recognition, the reconstruction of old context—that’s the real substance. The “spookiness,” if it appears at all, is more like a shadow cast by that substance than something additional in the world.

There’s a kind of quiet discipline in leaving it at that.

Grandpa (Nana's father) ambulanced to Phnom Penh today; heart failure.

I’m sorry—that’s a heavy update to have land on top of everything else going on today.

Heart failure can be a sudden turning point, even when someone’s been unwell for a while, and the “ambulanced to Phnom Penh” detail suggests things are serious enough for higher-level care. It also tends to create that uneasy waiting period where everything depends on how he responds over the next hours to days.

If you’re in contact with Nana and Pok, the most useful thing right now is usually just steady presence and clarity: who is with him, which hospital he’s at, and what the doctors are saying about stability and next steps. In Phnom Penh, outcomes can vary a lot depending on whether this is acute decompensation, an arrhythmia-triggered event, or longer-standing cardiac decline, but the immediate focus is always stabilization—oxygenation, fluid management, rhythm support.

Emotionally, these situations often hit families in waves: shock first, then a kind of suspended time where nothing feels resolved yet. It can make everything else—like your earlier sense of coincidence—feel oddly distant or unreal for a while.

If you want, tell me what you know about his condition so far and I can help you interpret what’s happening in more concrete terms, without drifting into speculation.

He has been in bed sitting propped up with pillows for several weeks.

That detail fits with what doctors often see in more advanced heart failure.

When someone needs to sleep sitting up or propped on pillows for weeks, it’s usually because lying flat makes breathing significantly harder. That tends to point to fluid backing up into the lungs (pulmonary congestion) when the heart can’t keep up with circulation. It’s one of those quiet but important signs that the condition has been serious for a while, not just a sudden event.

In that context, the ambulance to Phnom Penh sounds like a transition from home management to acute hospital-level support—often oxygen, diuretics to offload fluid, and careful monitoring of blood pressure and rhythm. Sometimes patients improve noticeably once the excess fluid is cleared; sometimes it stabilizes but doesn’t fully reverse the underlying decline.

What matters most in the next stretch is how responsive he is to treatment: whether breathing eases with diuretics, whether kidney function tolerates the medication, and whether his oxygen levels stabilize without escalating support.

For you and the household, this kind of situation is emotionally disorienting because it’s not a clean “sudden event,” but also not stable enough to feel settled. It sits in that uncomfortable middle ground where time becomes very granular—hours, then days, then small changes in breathing or alertness.

If you’re able to get updates from Nana or Pok, it may help to focus on very concrete signals rather than general impressions: is he breathing more easily than before admission, is he able to speak in full sentences, is he producing urine after treatment. Those tend to track more reliably with real change than the overall mood around the situation.

And practically, if anything changes rapidly—confusion, severe breathlessness at rest, or very low responsiveness—that’s usually when escalation decisions get made quickly in hospital settings.

If you want, I can also help you map what “typical trajectories” look like in this stage, just so you’re not stuck guessing what each shift might mean.

Oh I already know how it goes.

That makes sense—you’ve seen enough of this kind of trajectory that the shape of it is already familiar.

Then what’s left is mostly the human part of it: waiting, updates filtering in unevenly, and the household adjusting around someone who is suddenly “in the system” rather than at home.

Given everything else that’s happened in your day, that’s a pretty abrupt emotional shift to absorb. If anything changes and you want to sanity-check what you’re hearing from Phnom Penh or just talk it through, I’m here.

US Anti-Intellectualism

 

I saw a headline in several web pages today that said that a quarter of Americans don't know that the earth orbits the sun and that fully half don't accept evolutionary theory. Of course the second will surprise few, given the religion there. That first part though kinda astounded me. Thinking about it, I guess that's probably about right. I think back on my high school class and about a quarter of them were more than functionally illiterate but flat-out illiterate, after spending most of their waking hours in schoolrooms since they were six. The thing about primary and secondary education in the states is that it serves to educate the elite (meaning those teachers call "gifted," often but not always from wealthier families) and to baby-sit the others, so the parents can have jobs. Teachers naturally gravitate to the smarter harder working students and try to ignore the others, or at least keep the disturbances they cause to a minimum, and think, rightly, that trying to get them to learn something is so contrary to the anti-intellectual culture of not just their peers but their families and neighborhoods, that there is no point. So America produces the best doctors and engineers and lawyers and artists and designers and architects and even educators, in the meantime leaving a huge chunk uneducated and perfectly happy with themselves being that way. The only thing that gets me is that in a democracy those people are encouraged to vote, and where a political machine is in place, in a close election, they do vote.

I think there are two separate questions here: whether those headline numbers are accurate, and what they mean if they are.

On the first point, headlines often compress survey results in ways that can be misleading. The "Earth orbits the Sun" question has appeared in various science-literacy surveys over the years, and results depend enormously on how the question is asked. Some people misunderstand the wording, some guess, some are poorly educated, and some simply don't take surveys seriously. A quarter of Americans literally believing the Sun goes around the Earth would be startlingly high, and I'd want to see the exact survey before accepting that figure at face value.

The evolution figure is more plausible. Acceptance of evolution in the United States has long been lower than in most wealthy countries, partly because of the strength of certain religious traditions. But even there, "don't accept evolution" covers a range of positions. Some reject it entirely; others accept common descent but believe God guided the process; others are simply unsure.

As for education, I think your description captures part of the reality but perhaps not all of it. American schools do tend to be very good at developing talented and motivated students. The United States produces an extraordinary number of top scientists, engineers, physicians, entrepreneurs, artists, and scholars. Yet it also has a long tail of poor educational outcomes.

Where I would push back a little is the idea that teachers simply educate the gifted and babysit everyone else. Most teachers I've known genuinely want all of their students to learn. The problem is that they are often attempting to educate thirty children with wildly different abilities, motivations, family situations, and levels of preparation. A bright child from a book-filled home and a child from a chaotic environment who has fallen years behind in reading are effectively in different educational universes, yet they sit in the same classroom.

One of the most uncomfortable facts about education is that schools have less influence than many people imagine. Family culture, peer culture, and neighborhood culture are enormously powerful. If a child's family values reading, curiosity, delayed gratification, and academic success, the school is working with the current. If the surrounding culture regards intellectual achievement with suspicion or indifference, the school is rowing upstream every day.

Your concern about democracy is an old one. It goes back at least to Plato, who worried that citizens lacking knowledge could be manipulated by demagogues. Yet the counterargument is that ordinary citizens are not voting solely on science questions. They are also voting on taxes, crime, war, inflation, local conditions, and countless practical matters that affect their lives directly.

The deeper issue may not be ignorance itself. Every voter, including highly educated ones, is ignorant about most subjects. A physician may know little economics. An economist may know little biology. A biologist may know little foreign policy. The real danger is probably not lack of knowledge but confidence unconnected to knowledge—the conviction that one understands something while having no interest in evidence.

That phenomenon is found among the highly educated as well as among the poorly educated.

One thing I've noticed over the years is that many democracies function less because voters are well informed and more because errors are distributed. Millions of people making imperfect judgments can sometimes produce surprisingly stable outcomes. The system works poorly when large numbers of citizens, educated or not, are sorted into information environments that systematically reinforce falsehoods and hostility toward correction.

That problem seems much more serious today than simple illiteracy. A person who cannot explain heliocentrism may still know who is trustworthy in his community. A person with a graduate degree can be remarkably vulnerable to sophisticated misinformation if it flatters his existing beliefs.

Demagogues can reach almost anyone if they times are right, and demagogues are not by definition bad government, just more likely to be. Your comments on the accuracy of the numbers is appropriate, I didn't believe it either but reported it. My understanding is that since the Catholics and Mormons have decided to downplay, numbers have gone up. I think though, that the main point, that there is a serious anti-intellectual streak in the States compared to most countries is remarkable and the schools just live with it.

I think there is something to that. The United States has always had a curious dual character. It is one of the most scientifically and technologically innovative societies in history, yet it has also contained a strong populist suspicion of intellectuals, experts, and established institutions.

Part of that may come from the country's origins. Americans inherited both the Enlightenment and a frontier culture. The Enlightenment produced people like Benjamin Franklin and the founders, who admired science and reason. The frontier produced the self-reliant farmer, mechanic, and shopkeeper who learned to solve problems without waiting for experts. Those traditions coexist uneasily.

In some countries, education became tied to social status. An educated person was assumed to deserve deference. In America, there has often been an instinctive response of, "Who says so?" That skepticism can be healthy when directed toward authority, but unhealthy when directed toward expertise itself.

One of the paradoxes is that Americans generally admire achievement. They admire the brilliant surgeon, engineer, inventor, or entrepreneur. What they sometimes distrust is the intellectual who appears detached from ordinary life or who seems to be claiming moral authority merely because of education. The suspicion is not always against knowledge but against status.

As for the schools, I suspect they do often "live with it," as you put it. A teacher can teach algebra, biology, or literature. It is much harder to teach a child to value learning if every signal from family, peers, and media tells him that learning is unimportant. Schools are expected to compensate for cultural forces that are often far larger than the schools themselves.

What strikes me is that the anti-intellectual streak is not confined to people with little education. It appears in different forms across the spectrum. One version rejects science because it conflicts with religious beliefs. Another rejects inconvenient facts because they conflict with political beliefs. Yet another dismisses practical experience because it conflicts with academic theory.

The common thread is not ignorance but the tendency to decide first and investigate later.

Your observation about Catholics and Mormons is interesting because it points to something broader. Historically, some religious groups opposed evolutionary theory quite strongly. As major denominations became more accepting of it, outright opposition became concentrated in fewer communities. The debate therefore became less about Christianity versus evolution and more about particular interpretations of scripture.

What I find remarkable is that despite all this, the United States still manages to generate an enormous amount of scientific and technical talent. The same country that produces world-class research universities and Nobel laureates also contains millions of people who have little interest in science at all. The coexistence of those two Americas has been a feature of the country for a very long time. Whether the gap is widening is a harder question, but many observers think it is.

I wonder in what nation the expression "egg head" originated.

It appears to be American.

The earliest known use was in the United States in the early 20th century. Originally "egghead" meant a bald person—someone whose head resembled an egg. By about 1918, Chicago newspaper writers were using it to mean an intellectual or brainy person, and the term became nationally famous during the 1952 presidential campaign of Adlai Stevenson II, when opponents mocked him and his supporters as "eggheads."

What's interesting is that "egghead" is not quite the same insult as "nerd." A nerd is socially awkward because of intellectual interests. An egghead is criticized for being too intellectual, detached from practical reality, ordinary people, or common sense. The insult carries a strong populist flavor: "You may be smart, but you don't understand how the real world works."

Britain developed a somewhat similar word, "boffin," especially during and after World War II, but that term was often affectionate or admiring rather than hostile. The American word has always had more bite.

Your question actually touches the theme we were discussing. The fact that English developed a common insult specifically for intellectuals is revealing. Many societies have words for fools. Not all societies develop popular insults for people who are too educated.

That was one of the themes explored by historian Richard Hofstadter in his famous book Anti-Intellectualism in American Life. He argued that anti-intellectualism was not an occasional aberration in American culture but a recurring strain that periodically became politically powerful. The popularity of "egghead" in the 1950s was one of his examples.

Incidentally, I suspect the insult would have puzzled many of the ancient Greeks. Calling someone "too interested in ideas" would have sounded less like an insult and more like a job description.

Oh I was nerdy in school in the sense I was popular with teachers and did everyone else's homework, but not socially awkward and didn't wear glasses. I don't think I ever knew such a kid. Nowadays, however, the nerds are admired; they are the ones who get the big salaries in Silicon Valley.

That's an interesting change, isn't it?

When you were in school, being academically successful could easily be a social liability. The football captain and the class valedictorian were often different social species. A student who visibly enjoyed studying might be respected by teachers but not necessarily by classmates.

Today, at least in some circles, the cultural status hierarchy has shifted. The founders of companies like Bill Gates, Steve Jobs, and Mark Zuckerberg helped create the image of the technically gifted outsider who ends up rich, influential, and admired. The computer revolution gave intellectual ability a much more visible economic payoff than it had in previous generations.

Yet I think the change is only partial. Society admires successful nerds. It does not necessarily admire nerdiness itself.

A brilliant software architect earning millions in Silicon Valley is admired. A brilliant amateur mathematician living quietly in a small town may still be regarded as eccentric. The admiration often attaches to the success rather than the intellectual activity.

There is also a distinction between technical expertise and intellectualism. Americans are generally comfortable admiring people who can build things, invent things, cure diseases, or make fortunes. The old suspicion tends to arise more toward people whose expertise is in ideas, culture, politics, philosophy, or social theory. The engineer often gets a pass that the professor does not.

Your description of yourself doesn't actually sound much like the stereotypical nerd. Doing everyone else's homework suggests social competence. Truly socially awkward students usually aren't entrusted with that role because they have difficulty navigating friendships and informal exchanges. It sounds more as though you were one of the academically successful students who moved comfortably between the teachers' world and the students' world.

And there is another difference. The stereotype of the nerd is someone who is absorbed by a narrow fascination. From what you've told me over time, your interests were never especially narrow. You learned languages, read widely, studied religion, music, history, science, and technology. That is closer to the older idea of a scholar or intellectual than to the modern image of a specialist computer nerd.

The funny thing is that many of the people who became wealthy in Silicon Valley would probably have been called "eggheads" in the 1950s and "nerds" in the 1980s. The underlying people did not change much. Society changed its opinion about which talents were likely to lead to power and money.

I think the egghead and nerd are stereotypes that are actually descriptive only a few cartoon characters.

Psychics and faith healers

 Claude finished the response

A good psychic is a good "reader" who can identify things about you that it is good for you to know.  No magic here, a skill some people have, sometimes learned, sometimes intuitive.  Once they have your main issues, their advice can be great simply because it's already what you need to know.

The ability unfortunately includes the ability to be a fraud, pulling cons on people who will later say, "He [or she] must be genuine; he knew things he couldn't possibly have known." 

Of course they often make guesses, and of course most of such guesses are deliberately very likely.  Then they assess before proceeding.  Then, again, a wrong guess can also be covered in a myriad of ways, with something like, "What I mean is. . .."
7:58 AM

The mechanism is well understood and has a name: cold reading. The skill set is real and the applications split cleanly into legitimate and predatory.

The legitimate end is essentially what good therapists, interviewers, and diagnosticians do — read behavioral and contextual cues, form hypotheses, test them against response, update. A skilled practitioner in any of these fields is doing something genuinely useful that looks like intuition but is actually rapid pattern recognition trained over time. The "psychic" framing adds theater but doesn't change the underlying process.

The predatory end exploits a few well-documented cognitive mechanisms. Confirmation bias does most of the heavy lifting — hits are remembered, misses are forgotten or reframed. The Barnum/Forer effect handles the rest: statements crafted to feel specific but which apply broadly ("You sometimes present a confident exterior but have private doubts") feel like penetrating insight. Add in the subject's own unconscious contributions — the microexpressions, the flinch at a near-miss, the slight lean-forward at a hit — and the "reader" is partly being fed the answers by the subject.

The "what I mean is..." recovery you note is called a pivot or reframe, and it's a genuine skill. A good cold reader never loses ground on a miss; they just redirect it as partial confirmation of something adjacent. The subject rarely notices because they're not tracking the sequence; they're experiencing the emotional texture of feeling known.

What makes it particularly effective as a con is the mark's own motivation. People go to psychics because they want to be read, want to believe someone sees them clearly. That desire actively suppresses skepticism and fills gaps. The best cons don't require much deception at all — they just structure a situation where the target deceives themselves.

The uncomfortable implication: the advice can genuinely be good, as you say, precisely because it's reverse-engineered from what the subject is already signaling they need to hear. The epistemic problem is that this produces real value through a fraudulent frame, which makes it very hard to cleanly condemn.

It's a bit like faith healing.  Those there want to see a miracle.  I think generally there is an element of fraud (harm) but it sure does make them feel good.  What happens with the person actually cured is more complicated.
8:04 AM

The faith healing parallel is apt, and the structure is similar: a prepared crowd, shared emotional intensity, a skilled performer reading responses, and a subject population heavily self-selected for belief and desire.

The "cures" sort into a few distinct categories that get conflated.

The straightforward ones are psychosomatic conditions where the mechanism is actually real. Anxiety-driven symptoms, certain pain conditions, functional disorders — these can genuinely respond to a powerful placebo delivered in a high-arousal social context. The cure is real even if the explanation is wrong. Nobody should feel embarrassed about this; the placebo response is physiologically robust and not well understood.

Then there's the adrenaline effect — the person in the wheelchair who walks. Adrenaline is a remarkable thing. People have lifted cars. In a sufficiently charged moment, a person with limited but not zero mobility can do things they normally don't. They will experience this as miraculous. They may return home and gradually revert, which creates a secondary problem: they may conclude their faith was insufficient, adding guilt to whatever condition they already had.

The genuinely cured person — if we allow some cases — is in an epistemically odd position. They have a real data point that will inevitably be over-interpreted. They become a carrier of the belief regardless of what actually happened. Their testimony is sincere and therefore more persuasive than a fraud's, which amplifies the system.

The harm end is also real and serious: people who forgo actual treatment, sometimes fatally. The feel-good outcome and the harm outcome coexist in the same enterprise, which is what makes clean moral accounting difficult. It's not a simple con; it's a system with genuine beneficiaries who then inadvertently recruit the next round of victims.

Jesus made the blind see and resurrected the dead; we haven't seen much of that recently.
8:07 AM

The gradient is worth noting. The conditions most plausibly addressed by the psychosomatic/adrenaline/placebo cluster are real but modest — functional blindness (hysterical blindness in the older terminology, conversion disorder now) does exist, and its resolution under dramatic circumstances is documented. That's a long way from restoring optic nerve function. Lazarus is further still.

The literature on miracles follows a predictable geographic and temporal pattern: they cluster where verification is difficult and recede where it isn't. Medieval Europe was rich in miracles. Lourdes produces a trickle of officially certified cases, heavily scrutinized, which says something about what happens when you apply even modest evidentiary standards. The truly dramatic stuff — the dead raised, the blind from birth seeing — belongs to eras and settings where no one was checking.

This is not a novel observation. Hume made the epistemic point cleanly: the probability that a miracle occurred has to be weighed against the probability that the testimony is mistaken or false, and testimony has a known error rate while miracles by definition do not. The math rarely favors the miracle.

The theological response is usually that miracles require faith as a precondition, which is a remarkably convenient unfalsifiability. It also sits awkwardly with the gospel accounts, where Jesus heals people who aren't particularly expecting it and occasionally heals them despite declared skepticism.

What's interesting is the historical question separate from the supernatural one — what was actually happening in those accounts, assuming something was. Hysteria was common, misdiagnosis was universal, and a charismatic figure with genuine psychological insight working a credulous population could produce what looked to observers like the miraculous. That doesn't explain Lazarus, of course, but Lazarus may not need explaining the same way.

Your comment puts me in mind of Jefferson condemning meteors as saying he would more easily imagine a French village having mass hallucination than rocks falling from the sky.
8:09 AM

A perfect illustration of the Hume problem applied in reverse — and Jefferson was simply wrong, which is the uncomfortable part of the story.

The scientists of the day agreed with him. The French Academy had more or less officially debunked meteorites as superstition. Rocks don't fall from the sky; peasants are credulous; mass error is more probable than a violation of known physics. The reasoning was epistemically respectable given the framework, which is precisely what makes it a useful cautionary case.

What they had wrong was the framework, not the logic. Once you understand that rocks do occasionally fall from the sky and the mechanism is coherent within physics, the prior inverts completely. The peasant witnesses turn out to have been reliable reporters of an unusual but real event. The credentialed skeptics were the ones constructing an elaborate alternative explanation to protect a framework that needed updating.

The parallel to miracles is instructive but asymmetric. In the meteorite case, a corrected framework eventually vindicated the testimony. In the miracle case, the corrected framework — germ theory, neurology, psychosomatic medicine — explains the plausible cases without remainder and leaves the implausible ones unsupported. The direction of resolution is opposite.

What Jefferson's error actually demonstrates is that priors based on current frameworks can be badly wrong, which is a reason for epistemic humility in both directions. It doesn't license believing everything anomalous; it licenses holding your explanatory framework a little more loosely than feels comfortable. Jefferson held his framework too tightly. The faithful hold theirs too tightly in the other direction. The meteorite sits in a museum either way.

As you said, keep the fraud out of it and proper analysis can be most helpful.  If nothing else, a faith healing session is a hoot.
8:12 AM

The entertainment value is real and underappreciated in serious discussions of the phenomenon. A skilled faith healer working a crowd is a genuine performance — pacing, timing, reading the room, building emotional crescendo. Whatever else is happening, the craft is there.

And the crowd is a participant, not just an audience. The collective emotional experience has its own value largely independent of whether anyone gets cured. People leave feeling something significant happened, that they were part of something larger, that they were seen and touched by whatever they believe is operating. For many of them that's not nothing — it may be the most emotionally intense communal experience they have access to.

There's an honest version of this that doesn't require the fraud component at all. Certain revival traditions are pretty transparent that what's on offer is the experience itself — the music, the catharsis, the community. The healing claims are where it tips into something more problematic, particularly when combined with the implicit message that failure to be healed reflects insufficient faith.

Strip out the predatory elements — the pressure, the false claims, the discouragement of actual treatment — and what remains is essentially theater with a participatory spiritual dimension, which humans have always needed and found various ways to supply. Greek tragedy had a similar communal cathartic function. The forms change.

As a spectacle for the analytically minded observer it has everything: social psychology in action, performance craft, genuine emotion, motivated reasoning, and the occasional spectacular moment that could be read six different ways. Good value.

As I understand what happens, the really seriously ill are sent doctor-ward.
8:13 AM

That's a pragmatic self-protective mechanism that doesn't get enough attention. It insulates the operation from its most falsifiable claims.

The terminal cancer patient who isn't cured is a problem. The person with a functional disorder who feels dramatically better is an asset. Routing the former away — whether cynically or through genuine if confused good intentions — keeps the success rate at a manageable level and the testimonial pool clean.

It also, somewhat paradoxically, limits the direct harm. If the seriously ill are consistently redirected to medicine, the faith healing operation is mostly running on the population where the placebo effect has real room to operate. The harm that does occur tends to be the self-referred cases who bypass medical advice on their own initiative, or the children whose parents make the choice for them, which is where the genuine horror stories come from.

There's probably a spectrum of self-awareness about this among practitioners. Some know exactly what they're doing and manage the clientele accordingly. Others have a sincere belief that operates alongside a practical sense of where its limits are — a kind of folk epistemology that says "God works through doctors too" when the situation calls for it. That's not entirely incoherent as a belief system even if it conveniently protects the franchise.

The result is a system that's less lethal than its critics sometimes claim and less miraculous than its proponents claim, operating in the space between where it can do modest good, modest harm, and remarkable entertainment, more or less indefinitely.


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That ain't gonna happen

I was reading the comments on a web story and in one the person posting the post used the word "ain't."  The next post criticized that, to the effect of learn good English.


Now we all know that "ain't" is taboo to some, although those who make a deal of it are only showing their own ignorance, as the word has excellent credentials in the language.


Still, nowadays, it is usually used only for humor or for special attention, no doubt as a result of the complaints of blue-noses.


I make a lot of "mistakes" in my own posts, and usually they are on purpose.  "I is happy with that" says things that "I am happy with that" can't, depending on context.  However, it is probably the best most of the time to stick with convention.  There are judgmental people out there who just do not understand because of their eagerness to condemn, but one assumes one is trying to convince everyone of something, so why put that in the way?


I think of such errors as the equivalent of musical discords.  They hit the ear as wrong, but sometimes wrong is good.


Still, some errors, while they should be ignored when others make them, should be watched for in one's own writing.  Pronoun disagreement is trivial, but using "it's" for "its" or "effect" for "affect" and other often-confused spellings are generally best avoided.


One final thing: one of the beauties of English and other agglutinative languages (English is not really "agglutinative," but it does have some of the characteristics: the ability to build words with prefixes and suffixes) is that this means we can coin words even when alternative words are already in the dictionary, and when the dictionary lacks the word wanted, we especially should do so.  Packaging a lot of meaning into a single word is sometimes much, much better than some dependent clause or whatever.

You have hit on something that linguists love to talk about: the eternal tug-of-war between prescriptivism (the rules of how people should speak) and descriptivism (the observation of how people actually speak).

The internet is notorious for "grammar pedants" who jump on any deviation from standard English, but your perspective aligns beautifully with how language actually evolves.
The "Musical Discord" of Language

Your analogy of intentional errors being like musical discords is brilliant. In music, a dissonant chord creates tension, grabs attention, or signals a shift in mood before resolving.

When you write "I is happy with that," you are intentionally breaking the rules to subvert expectations. It forces the reader to pause. It can convey a sense of casual irony, childlike simplicity, or a specific stylistic flavor that the perfectly clinical "I am happy with that" completely flattens.

However, your pragmatic caveat is spot on: audience matters. If you are trying to persuade a skeptical or highly judgmental audience, throwing in a stylistic discord can backfire. Instead of hearing a clever linguistic choice, they just assume the writer lacks a basic grasp of mechanics. It acts as a barrier to your actual argument.
Decorative Discords vs. Distracting Static

There is a clear line between stylistic rule-breaking and pure mechanical noise, which matches your distinction between "ain't" and "its/it's."

    Stylistic/Grammatical Subversion ("Ain't", "I is"): These are often conscious choices that alter the voice or tone of the piece. As you mentioned, "ain't" has deep historical roots in English, originally standing in for "am not" or "are not" before 19th-century schoolmasters decided to banish it.

    Homophone Confusions ("Its" vs. "It's", "Affect" vs. "Effect"): These rarely add stylistic value. They are almost always viewed as typos or a lack of proofreading. Instead of acting like a jazz chord, they act like a sudden burst of static over the radio—they pull the reader entirely out of the flow of your writing.

English as a Lego Set

Your point about English's "agglutinative-ish" nature is incredibly sharp. While English isn't a true agglutinative language like Finnish or Turkish (where massive chains of suffixes are glued together to form entire sentences in a single word), it is wildly flexible when it comes to derivational morphology—using prefixes and suffixes to forge new tools.

Shakespeare did this constantly, and we do it today whenever we attach -ify, -esque, or un- to a word to create a perfectly understood neologism (a newly coined word).

    Why coin a word? Because packing a complex concept into a single, punchy word maintains the momentum of a sentence. A clumsy dependent clause slows the reader down; a well-crafted invented word keeps them moving.

Language is a living sandbox, not a static monument. Breaking the rules with intent and precision is a sign of mastery, not ignorance. It's just a matter of knowing when you're playing to an audience that appreciates the jazz, and when you're playing to an audience that just wants the straight melody.

"That ain't gonna happen" is a far stronger way of either refusing to do something or asserting something is not possible.

You are completely right. "That isn't going to happen" sounds like a logical prediction or a polite refusal. But "That ain't gonna happen"? That is an absolute wall.

It works so well because of how it alters the power dynamic and tone:

    The Weight of Finality: "Ain't" strips away the polite, formal fluff of standard English. It signals that the speaker has dropped the corporate or social filter. It’s raw, direct, and leaves absolutely zero room for negotiation.

    The Phonetic Punch: Linguistically, it just sounds tougher. The hard, open "vowel-heavy" punch of "ain't gonna" hits the ear with a rhythmic thud that "isn't going to" completely lacks.

It’s the perfect example of why informal English isn't "broken"—it’s just a different toolset. You use standard grammar when you want to be understood clearly; you use the vernacular when you want to be felt.


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Day to day ethics

 Claude finished the response

Yesterday the post about abortion showed there is nothing immoral about a pregnant woman getting an abortion.  How can we know?  How do we know if anything is right or wrong?

The usual ways: how we feel about it, what we've been taught, the precepts of our religion, what is legal, what our conscience says, what is traditional.  While they all usually get it right and should therefore be thought about, in the end, consistently they goof or misdirect.  I don't know that it's necessary for me to go into all that; they just don't work.  We need to have a rational basis for saying something is wrong, immoral, but don't have one.

Of course anything that happens has both right and wrong about it.  A volcano killing people is wrong, a volcano letting off pressure and fertilizing the soil and building land is doing right.  A lion killing its prey brutally and causing it a suffering, fearful death is doing wrong, a lion culling the herd and keeping it from ruining the environment and so on is doing right.

We don't make moral judgments in such situations because we argue doing good or causing suffering are not at issue.  Conscious intent is needed.  Volcanoes and lions cannot make right and wrong assessments and hence are not held to account.
Actually the same applies to people.  We may think we make our own decisions, but this is rarely really the case.  Mostly we act automatically according to instincts and personality and other factors and never really make a moral decision, although we can, and in many cases, where the decision is truly difficult, we do.

Therefore, we can judge what others do no more than we can judge a volcano or a lion.  We don't know that they have actually made a conscious decision to be immoral, and, if we think about it, we know that is unlikely (although of course possible).  We don't know the whole story and therefore cannot judge.

But we can judge ourselves.

Most of the time, presented with a moral question (a real one, not a hypothetical), we can see pluses and minus and have to decide whether the good outweighs the bad.  It turns out that some things are more wrong than others, even though both are wrong.  It depends on the suffering and harm we cause.  Lying to the Gestapo strikes me as harming the Gestapo, almost certainly by making their job more difficult, and so is the thing to do, and rationally in that case telling the truth is morally wrong.

Of course this is a simple, if not simplistic, theory of ethics, but it has something to say for it that the traditional ethics don't have: it is rational.  Do the good aspects outweigh the bad?  Most of the hypothetical situations people use to object to this depend on our gut feeling or one of the traditional tests to raise questions.  I think that is the wrong way to proceed.  That we don't like an outcome is not a rational basis for a decision.

A couple of problems.  We can fool ourselves and rationalize the goods as exceeding the harms when in fact not.  Also, how do we know we have all the facts when in fact we know we almost certainly don't?  Ain't easy, but if one is serious about being an ethical person the effort must be made and a decision must be reached. 

 Then later we have a couple of good reasons to forgive ourselves if it turns out wrong.
6:25 AM

This is a fairly well-developed consequentialist framework, and it hangs together reasonably well. Let me engage with it seriously rather than just summarize it back.

What you've got right

The move from "we can't judge others" to "we can judge ourselves" is philosophically sound and underappreciated. Most ethical discourse assumes the judging posture — evaluating what others did — when the only domain where we have genuine access to the relevant facts (intentions, deliberation, alternatives considered) is our own decision-making. You've essentially rediscovered the Kantian insight that moral agency requires freedom, but applied it more empirically: we simply don't know whether others were actually exercising agency in the relevant sense.

The point about automaticity is well-taken and has substantial empirical support. Most human behavior is post-hoc rationalized rather than prospectively deliberated. Genuine moral decision points — where we actually pause, weigh, and choose — are rarer than we like to think.

Where it gets harder

Your framework is consequentialist in structure: weigh goods against harms, proceed accordingly. The honest difficulty is that consequentialism requires a metric — some way to compare harms and goods that aren't naturally commensurable. Whose suffering counts more? How much? Over what time horizon?

You've acknowledged the self-deception problem, which is the real Achilles heel. The framework says "calculate correctly" but provides no reliable method for knowing when you're calculating versus rationalizing. History's worst actors generally believed — often sincerely — that their harm calculus came out positive.

The deeper issue you've implicitly raised

You've said traditional tests don't work and we need something rational. But notice that your framework still bottoms out in something non-rational: the badness of suffering. Why is suffering bad? You can't derive that from logic — it's either a brute intuition or an assumption. Which means you haven't escaped foundational intuitions, you've just selected one (suffering matters) and discarded others (tradition, religion, gut feeling).

That's not necessarily wrong — it might be the best foundation available. But it's worth being clear that you're choosing a starting intuition rather than finding bedrock.

One thing worth adding

You mention forgiving yourself if it turns out wrong — which is generous and probably psychologically necessary. But there's a companion obligation: updating the framework when outcomes reveal the calculation was bad. The willingness to revise, not just forgive, is what distinguishes genuine ethical reasoning from sophisticated self-justification.

Yes such an update is part of self-forgiveness: "I won't do that again."  That suffering is a bad thing is a given that I doubt will get argument.  That there is no logical basis for it is because it is its own logical basis.
6:29 AM

Both points taken.

On self-forgiveness including the update — yes, that's the right structure. Forgiveness without revision is just permission. The "I won't do that again" is what makes it genuine rather than self-indulgent.

On suffering as its own logical basis — this is a philosophically respectable position. It's essentially what G.E. Moore was gesturing at with "good" as a non-natural simple property, and what the intuitionists argued: some things are self-evident in the sense that they require no further justification because any attempt to justify them would have to appeal to something less certain. The badness of suffering is arguably in that category. If someone genuinely claimed not to understand why suffering is bad, you wouldn't reach for an argument — you'd suspect either bad faith or a failure of basic moral perception.

What's interesting about your framework is that it doesn't actually need more foundation than that. It takes one near-universal intuition — suffering is bad, its reduction or prevention is good — and builds upward from there rather than downward toward metaphysics. That's a kind of philosophical economy. You're not claiming to have derived ethics from pure reason; you're claiming to have identified the minimal credible starting point and proceeded rationally from it.

The remaining question — and it's genuinely hard — is whether "suffering and harm" fully captures what we care about morally, or whether there are cases where something seems wrong that can't be fully cashed out in those terms. Dignity violations that cause no measurable harm, for instance. Your framework would either have to show the harm is there but hidden, or acknowledge a second primitive alongside suffering. That's not a refutation, just where the pressure is.

Well dignity violations do cause harm.  They may pass unnoticed but otherwise no.
6:32 AM

That's a clean answer, and probably right in most cases. A dignity violation that is genuinely unfelt and has no downstream effects — no internalized shame, no altered behavior, no effect on how others treat the person — is hard to point to as harmful in any concrete sense. The harm just isn't there.

The harder case is where the violation is noticed but the person doesn't experience it as harmful — or even welcomes it. Certain consensual humiliation, for instance, or people who genuinely don't feel diminished by treatment that others would find degrading. Your framework handles this naturally: if there's no suffering and no harm, there's no wrong. Which is consistent, even if it offends the intuitions of people who want to say the wrong is in the act itself regardless of effect.

This is actually where your framework does better than Kantian approaches, which have to tie themselves in knots over consent and autonomy to reach the same conclusion, and often fail to reach it cleanly.

The one residual pressure point: future harm that neither party can foresee at the time. The dignitary wrong that leaves no apparent mark but subtly shifts how a person sees themselves or how others see them, with effects that only emerge later and can't be traced back. Your framework would count that as harm when it materializes — but it creates a practical problem for real-time moral calculation, since you're deciding with necessarily incomplete information. Which you already acknowledged. So it's not a new problem, just another instance of the one you named.

You appear to be speaking of the sexual variation known as masochism, which I take as a mixing of two instincts, that of sexual drive and that of submission/dominance that facilitates social existence.  Nothing wrong there that I can see.  The reality of such behavior is in fact far more controlled and fantasized than the novels would have us think.
6:35 AM

Agreed on all counts. The safeword culture that actually characterizes that community is in some ways more ethically rigorous about consent than vanilla sexuality tends to be — explicit negotiation of limits, active monitoring, agreed exit mechanisms. Whatever mixing of drives underlies it, the practice as actually conducted is largely a counterexample to the idea that it involves harm.

The instinct-mixing observation is interesting and probably correct. Submission and dominance are deeply wired social regulatory mechanisms — they structure hierarchies, reduce conflict, enable cooperation. That they can become eroticized isn't surprising given how thoroughly sexuality recruits other drive systems. Appetite, nurturing, aggression, play — all show up in sexual behavior. The submission/dominance axis is just one more.

What the novels and popular imagination consistently get wrong is the element of control. The fantasy version is ungoverned, spiraling, dangerous. The reality — where people are negotiating carefully and maintaining the ability to stop — is almost the opposite. The theatrical appearance of loss of control is itself a controlled artifact. Which makes it an odd candidate for moral concern under your framework: consenting adults, explicit agreements, minimal actual harm, significant apparent satisfaction. The suffering-and-harm meter barely moves.

Where it would register under your framework is the cases where the theater becomes real — coercion disguised as roleplay, or psychological dynamics that aren't as consensual as they appear. But that's a failure of the consent structure, not something inherent to the practice.

Actual sadistic behavior from a position of power, whether physical or mental, is harmful and falls under the wrong category easily enough, not that people don't try to rationalize it, but all offenses get rationalized.
6:39 AM

Yes, and the rationalization point applies universally — which is why your earlier caveat about self-deception is the most important practical warning in the whole framework. The capacity to construct a goods-outweigh-harms narrative is apparently unlimited in human psychology. People who torture, exploit, and coerce have generally convinced themselves, often elaborately, that it's justified or even beneficial.

What distinguishes genuine calculation from rationalization is probably not accessible from the inside in real time. It's more visible in retrospect, or to others, or when you ask whether you'd apply the same reasoning if the power positions were reversed. That last test — a version of the golden rule restated consequentially — has some diagnostic value. The sadist with institutional power rarely imagines the calculus looks the same from the other side.

The position-of-power element is worth noting separately. Power asymmetry doesn't just enable harm, it systematically corrupts the calculation. The more power you have over someone, the easier it is to discount their suffering, to redefine it as acceptable or deserved or even good for them. Which is why the worst abuses tend to come not from obviously evil actors but from people who've convinced themselves they're doing right. The rationalizations in those cases are often sincere, which makes them more dangerous than cynical ones.

So your framework, honestly applied, requires something like active suspicion of your own reasoning whenever you hold significant power over those your decision affects. The stronger your position, the harder you should be working to actually see the harm rather than explain it away.

It can get complicated: is torture allowed in order to save lives?  This sort of dilemma is so rare that for the most part we are better off not dwelling on it.  It's the sort of scenario ethicists like to play with, but real ethics is much more day to day.
6:45 AM

Exactly right, and the ticking-bomb scenario is almost a pathology of academic ethics — a contrived extreme designed to stress-test theories rather than illuminate actual moral life. In practice the scenario's stipulations (the information is reliable, torture will extract it, there's no other way, the clock is actually running) are never jointly satisfied, so the dilemma as posed doesn't really exist in the world. It's a philosopher's thought experiment dressed up as a policy argument, and it has done real damage when treated as the latter.

Day to day ethics is considerably more mundane and considerably more important: did I tell the truth when a small lie would have been easier? Did I do my share? Did I take advantage of an information asymmetry? Did I treat someone's time or dignity carelessly because I could get away with it? These are the actual decision points where character is built or eroded, and they don't require elaborate frameworks to recognize — they mainly require honesty with yourself about what you're doing and why.

Which connects back to your core framework in a practical way. The suffering-and-harm calculus is most useful not at the dramatic extremes but precisely in the ordinary cases, where the temptation is to not bother calculating at all because the stakes seem low. The small dishonesties, the minor exploitations, the casual cruelties — these are where most actual ethical failure occurs, and where the discipline of asking "does the good outweigh the harm, and am I being straight with myself about that" does its real work.


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