Existential Metrics

Re: Benatar, David (2006) Better Never to Have Been: The Harm of Coming Into Existence Oxford

(1) That sentient life will one day come to an end is no solace for those sentients existing and suffering today.

(2) Whether it was better to have been or not to have been is a Cartesian koan I can ponder concerning my own existence, but I have no right to condemn another to existence.

(3) Pain and pleasure are incommensurable; only pain is pertinent to moral musings like these: No number of orgasms (for me) compensates for one fallen sparrow; and, again, the sparrow’s potential pains or solaces are not for me to weigh — for the potential sparrow.

(4) Christianity’s injunction to procreate come-what-may is particularly sociopathic, ever ready to sanction potential temporal risk and suffering for the bodies of others in the name of the sanctity and salvation of their immaterial, immortal souls, sub specie aeternitatis — and in the name of free will, no less…

Photographer: Jo-Anne McArthur

Eyes

Look into the eyes
of these blameless,
helpless,
hopeless creatures,

if you dare.

If you do,

and you have a heart,

you will no longer be able to trade
their agony
for your gastronomy.

Photographer: Jo-Anne McArthur

Stevan Harnad talk at Students for Critical Animal Studies, McGill 2014

This video was created by Michael Sizer-Watt Michael, a Canadian activist and independent social issue documentary filmmaker with a special interest in the animal rights movement. His recent film “The Whole World is Watching” about citizen journalism for activists is available to be watched free. MS-W’s Youtube Channel.

This talk was given at the second annual meeting of the Students for Critical Animal Studies at McGill University by Stevan Harnad, Canada Research Chair in Cognitive Sciences at Université du Québec à Montréal and Professor of Web Science at University of Southampton.

Desaulniers, Elise (2013) I am ashamed to have been a vegetarian for 50 years. Huffington Post 05/30/2013

Harnad, Stevan (2013) Luxe, nécessité, souffrance: Pourquoi je ne suis pas carnivore. Québec humaniste 8(1): 10-13

Descartes’ and the Benefit of the Doubt

As usual, this is something I’ve known implicitly for a long time, but I was just too sluggish and scatterbrained to bring it into focus and realize what it meant:

In a nutshell, Descartes pointed out, correctly, that the other-minds problem (i.e., knowing whether anyone else but myself feels) is just one of the many uncertainties, i.e., the many things that are probably true, but there’s no way to know for sure that they’re true, so there is room for doubt.

All the truths of science — including the law of gravitation and the fact that apples always fall down rather than up — are likewise examples of such uncertain truths, not immune to doubt: probably true on the weight of the evidence, but we can’t be sure.

Yet having solemnly pointed out that it is true of almost all truths (including the truth that other people have minds) that we cannot be certain they are true, Descartes nevertheless went on to proclaim a truth about other minds — and not one that went with the weight of the evidence (such as that apples fall down rather than up) but that went directly against it:

To the eternal misfortune and misery of non-human animals, Descartes confidently assured people with the full weight of his reputation for rationality that, despite all appearances to the contrary, non-human animals do not feel a thing; that despite all the symptoms of agony and suffering indistinguishable from our own, animals are just feelingless reflex automata — just moving, not feeling. So we can do whatever we like with them.

Philosophers have made many mistakes. But never one that has proven so monstrously costly in agony across the ages — and is still doing so to this very day — for countless, helpless, innocent, feeling creatures to whom Descartes — rather like making Pascal’s Wager, but at someone else‘s risk — did not see fit to give the benefit of the doubt .

[Descartes sanctioned it with his authority, but I doubt that most of the animal agony across the ages had much to do with Descartes since people don’t tend to consult philosophers in deciding whether or not to do whatever they feel like doing. Most people mistreated (or supported and continue to support the mistreatment of) animals simply because they like the taste of meat — and because the other-minds problem is such that we can easily ignore another’s pain… But most people do have hearts. So the hope is that in our age of open data and open images the graphic truth of animal agony — and the fact that it is not necessary for our survival or health — will come out in the open, and we will at last opt to do the right thing (by renouncing and outlawing it as we did with slavery, genocide, torture and the subjugation of women).]

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David Sztybel’s paper pretty much confirms this.

But I have to say that I felt (sic) something close to nausea in trying to sort out Descartes’ arbitrary and idiosyncratic terminology and obiter dicta on the question of whether animals feel.

It’s like trying to follow a formal chain of deductive reasoning where the axioms are all absurd:

Unconscious feelings? What on earth is that? Unfelt feelings?

A “corporeal soul” as distinct from a “thinking soul”? Do robots too have “corporeal souls”? Souls??

And what is this “first grade of sensation”? It sounds like just movement. But then why equivocally call it “sensation”?

The idea of engaging in this hermeneutic exercise, to pin down what Descartes really said and meant, and to see whether he was consistent, seems rather otiose when something substantive and gravely important is really at stake, namely, whether it hurts them when you hit animals.

Let’s pretend we’re being serious about something, rather than just trying to second-guess Descartes’ intentions and sort out his verbiage:

Does it hurt when you hit an animal? A lot seems to ride on that question — for the animal — (and it has nothing to do with weasely nonsense like “first grade sensations” or “unconscious feeling”): It either hurts or it doesn’t.

If it doesn’t hurt — if animals are just going through the motions — then that is not hurting or feeling or sensing, it is merely moving. (But I think most of us would lean toward the conclusion that that is also dead wrong, and always has been.)

But if it does hurt, then animals have full-blown feelings, the only kind there is. And Descartes’ metaphysical and phenomenological speculations have done animals a grievous injustice.

I lean toward Grene’s conclusion, which is that on this question in particular Descartes’ metaphysical and phenomenological categories (“clear and distinct ideas”) are so arbitrary and idiosyncratic that the entire attempt to address the question is incoherent and equivocal, and that forcing it into a formally coherent mold amounts, as noted, to an exercise in textual exegetics rather than a search for truth (which is surely about whether animals hurt, not about what Descartes meant by “first grade sensations” or “unconscious feeling”).

It is a bit of a head-shaker how any of this could ever have been taken as a paragon of rationality.

I still think, though, that the Cogito, properly construed (“sentio ergo sentitur”), was a genuine (and profound) insight. Pity it came wrapped in so much tosh


Human Choice

A very sensitive and eloquent review by Krystine Berey of an extremely moving and inspired book, photographs and mission by Jo-Anne McArthur, We Animals.

The only thing one could add is that there is indeed something in particular that the Quebec “les animaux ne sont pas des objets” Manifesto is seeking: and we all have to look in our hearts to discover what that really is.

Everyone who has ever known and loved a family animal knows how unbearable it would be to allow or even to imagine the kinds of horrors that the meat and fur industry euphemistically call “euthanasia” to be done to our own loved ones. This “euthanasia” is no merciful ending of the suffering of an aged, pain-ridden and incurably ill companion with the help of the medical profession. It is the brutal cutting off of the lives of innocent, helpless creatures that have hardly had a chance to live at all.

And the key to listening to what your heart already knows is to question the shameful untruths that we have all systematically heard (and passed on) to the effect that we need to eat meat or wear fur for the sake of our health and survival. That it’s natural; we’ve been doing it forever. And animals do the same sort of thing to one another.

There are many horrible, unnecessary things we did for a long time; and yes, they came from natural dispositions which we share with other animals: those things are enslavement, rape, torture and murder. And we eventually stopped telling ourselves that they were natural and necessary: we declared them unlawful, because our hearts told us that they were wrong and cruel — and because unlike all other animals, we, human animals, have the choice.

Read Jo-Anne’s wonderful book, face her unforgettable images, and then follow your heart.

Earthlings

To not see this film is to knowingly live a lie for the one lifetime you will ever have. It hurts to watch this film, intensely. But it has to be done. Because it is true. Because it is monstrous. And because we are supporting that monstrosity without even realizing what we have been doing. When you have viewed earthlings, you will realise what you have been doing. And if you have a heart, you will stop.

Blood Sport

Hurting helpless innocent creatures for pleasure has a name. A “conservationist” working to save “game” for this purpose is a sociopath with the likes of whom any pact is a Faustian one — for the victims as well as for all decent human beings.

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The very same applies to the “royals” like Princes Charles, William, and Harry, not to mention the King of Spain, and their noble attempts to sustain the planet as a game preserve for their age-old blue-blood sport. As of this moment, I am no longer “sentimentally and aesthetically a royalist.”

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The Olympic games, too, have now been shamefully baptized in blood.

Plantinga’s Pietistic Poppycock

On Plantinga on “Is Atheism Rational?

What a godawful congeries of sophisms — and such feeble ones it’s hardly worth the effort to state the obvious
.

Running through it all is the same howler that wobbled Pascal’s Wager: the Judeo-Christian voodoo is just one of a whole motley of competing screeds on offer on this “fine-tuned” planet, all equally arbitrary and absurd, all equally at odds with all evidence and reason — and all in contradiction with one another. Yet Plantinga’s pietist putty is applicable to any of them!

It’s already sophistical to cast it as “atheism vs theism”: There are a lot more voodos on offer than just Plantinga’s preferred one, including the Dawkins/Russell one-eyed, one-horned flying purple people-eater.

So it’s not “A vs. not-A” (50/50): it’s V1 vs V2 vs V3
. vs. Vn… vs. ordinary reality. And Plantinga suggests that “agnosticism” is a more rational stance than to chuck the whole vat of V’s? Then I need to be agnostic about every bit of supernatatural delusion that any raving madman ever dreams up!

Only the reveries that are backed up by transcendental experience of personal union with the “divine”? Which one(s)? Every mescal-button hallucination anyone has ever had? And that’s supposed to substitute for sense and evidence?

(This time the relevant quip is not Russell’s orbiting teapot but the one about W. James’s mate who knew the secret of the universe whenever he sniffed nitrous oxide — and ’twas: “Hogamus, Higamus, Man is Polygamous
”)

And I find that sociopathic Christian scat — that can serenely survey the planet’s Jovial panorama and squeeze out of that squalor the most “perfect world” with the help of some of the sappiest of eschatological claptrap — to be the most offensive of all. At least the karmic creeds are not so sanctimonious


Bref: The shenanigans going on here are worthy of an OJ Simpson Dream-Team Defence summary