Even sloppy math must take as its precedent the axioms it aims to employ. Every pragmatist must underpin her decision structure, however loosely, on the same combinatorial landscape as does every idealist.
Sloppiness works, and sometimes it works better than fastidiousness. Still, don’t think you can, through a focus on expediency, escape the need to consider the sources and implications of your actions. It’s a hoax.
I recently read two pieces a synthesis of which might be interpreted to say that all we can hope for in life is to concoct an artifice which distracts us from the impending and concurrent oblivion of purposelessness which would otherwise crush us. This is not idle nihilistic navel gazing, though I’d understand if you couldn’t tell the difference.
Herewith my earnest and hopefully readable attempt at such a synthetic enlightenment.
How can we expect a thing whose success is built on competition and war, to ever truly want, let alone achieve, peace? There is no peace in evolution nor in innovation, nor in sport nor in ambition. The only peace is death, and so as death is the utter defeat of a system, peace can only be a by-product of war.
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