deep thinking

 

"If you think you know what's going on then you are probably full of sh*t."

 

Probably the most sensible thing that's been said in this ridiculous thread. Quite why it hasn't been moved to JFF is a mystery that probably stands as much chance of being answered as any of the trite pseudo-philosophical topics puked out into this travesty of a thread. (Too harsh? Hold on to you're hats because I haven't even bloody started yet). Philosophy is a waste of a brain, it's up there with astrology, alchemy, superstition, perpetual motion, homoeopathy, chiropractic healing, trains-potting, philately and being Katie rent-a-gob Hopkins as being one of the most futile, irresponsible, utterly useless and fatuously puerile activities known to man. No? Seriously? Asking questions that everyone knows cannot be answered, then spending a lifetime in discussing these unanswerable questions that everyone knows cannot be answered in the vague hope that in searching for the unknowable answers that everyone knows cannot be found some unspecified level of understanding will be magically achieved en route? Does that not sound silly and childish to you? Because what it all boils down to is nothing more than the grown-ups version of The Why Game that so amuses three year old toddlers (Are we there yet? No? Then the journey continues). After over 3,000 years of so-called clever people navel-gazing these so-called philosophical questions not one of them has managed to conjurer up even the faintest glimmer of an answer or explanation to anything. Three thousand years and not one millimetre of progress, not a jot, not an iota, nothing. They are no further forward now than they were when people were throwing pointy sticks at each other because one lot plaited their hair differently to some other lot (or whatever equally facile reason people had for attempting to kill each other en mass). There is more to deep thinking than asking dumb-arse questions that cannot be answered and the first step is to engage the mental faculties before opening the vocal cavity and then having the good sense to change the subject onto something else before uttering a single sound. There is a whole Universe full of knowable unknowns that can be answered that are waiting to be discovered and a small bucketful of stupid questions that cannot be answered and so never will. And the really, deeply shameful thing is we've known this for bloody ages, absolutely yonks, yet humanity chooses to sit on its fat backsides and ponder the "deep and meaningful" philosophical questions ...and for why? Because it makes them look or feel smarter, or because they get a better understanding of, you know, life and why their boss is such a git, or maybe the girl at the chip-shop might fancy them... or because it's easier than actually, you know, doing something? (Are we there yet?) That said, unfortunately people ain't scratching their craniums and/or gluti maximi, (or whatever part of their anatomies is currently doing the thinking), wondering who Faith is or what are we going to do about Maria or whatever the current insomnia-curing topic is because the impenetrable and unfathomable is unknowable, because frankly, people love thinking and talking about that kind of crap and we have threads here where all those subjects have been discussed at length to unplumbable depth for page after page after sodding page. No. No one is feeding back because vague topic headings copied out of the Ladybird Book of Philosophy for Numpties simply isn't enough food for thought. Nothing can feedback in a vacuum, the word itself is the clue, to get something back something needs to have been fed-forward for people to comment upon, for them to react to. (Are we there yet?) So let's have stab at some of these wishy-washy vanilla topics... Is there a god? No one knows and no one can ever know. To paraphrase the late Sir Patrick Moore: 'Even god doesn't know, I know because I asked him'. If it makes a difference to believe that there is a god or gods or tooth fairies or father christmisses then continue believing that. If it makes no difference then continue believing it or not believing it or doubting it or ignoring it or whatever gets you through the day. It isn't difficult. Really, it's not. But if people want a belief to justify their actions then perhaps they really need to question those actions before using ancient texts written by people who hadn't figured out how to make tools out of iron to condone even thinking about those actions. It makes no difference what that belief is, whether religious belief or philosophical belief or political belief, if that belief makes the believer feel different towards people who don't hold that same belief then something is horribly wrong somewhere in this chucked-up, mucked-up, rucked-up world, and when that 'feeling differently' results in action or deed towards those others then that's not belief, that's prejudice and bigotry laced with a huge dose of conceit, and once you've stripped away all the ritual that is little more than a piss-poor excuse to be a see you next Tuesday. Halle-flickin'-luyah. And there's your answer to who Faith is - a tart who allows people to do sh*t things to other people while maintaining a clear conscience because it was done in the name of Faith. But does that negate all the good deeds that are done in that tart's name? - you betcha your arse it does, because one bad deed that slips past the net without condemnation and redress sours everything else. Excuses. Are we done with the pathetic excuses yet? You want to know what we can do about ISIS? Nothing. You want to reason with them, you can't; you want annihilate them, you can't. Not because we are impotent and ineffectual, not because we're scared, not because we're just keyboard warriors posting on the internet, not because we're not Prime Minister Cameroon, Chancellor Angelina Meerkat or President O'Bahamas, but because we're not a caliph or to be more precise - The Caliph: the political and spiritual successor to the prophet. That's it. The only solution - become the Caliph and command them to stop. They won't listen to anyone else, whether you are western, eastern, middle-eastern, arabian, muslim, christian, jewish - it makes no difference - you ain't the Caliph and they ain't listening. Either that or invent a time-machine, go back to some unspecified time in some unspecified place in the Middle-East, find some dude called Abraham, who most likely never existed, before he begat sons and slip bromide into his herbal-tea every night for the entire duration of his life. Simples. Have a nice day y'all.

get a life you sad git...

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