Let the following replace the entry for “Pragmatism” in every encyclopedia.
Pragmatism
Assume that I believe “X”. And let “X” mean “there exists a cat named Whole Galaxy Ruler”. Now let’s say that this Whole Galaxy Ruler is unquestionably a feline (four paws, one tail, head optional, et cetera) and that the continued experience of all beings conforms to this datum. If you were a pragmatist, you would say that my belief is true. Does that make sense?
Pragmatic reasoning is a forward-looking implement that just won’t stop cooking up homemade practical consequences. Sit down; eat! — Stop sleuthing around, trying to spot the stupid cause. Nobody cares about that. This ain’t Emerald City, and you ain’t no Wizard. Truth don’t hide behind no curtain. In this house, we shun metaphysical speculation. Actuality is tentative, reality is relative. The only absolute given is that Willie James gave birth to the First Functioning Philosophy in this very barn, right there on the floor. Ever since then, all the neighbors have gone plumb simple. They call us “them crazy science folks”. Yes, we ain’t had this much fun since the pig ate the baby.
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