To name only but a few.
Almost always sneerious Yud.
I need eye and mind bleach, c'est très ironique tout ça quand même.
Let’s push it further!
10^80 minds is not the only possible outcome of bullshit sci-fi. Why not consider the obvious and inevitable (my crap-cassandra-muse is pre-comitted) future of humanity melding into the Single Mind Collective ?
Why should we 8 billion souls make sacrifices to improve the life of a single one?
Such pointless orientalism, unbearable levels of cringe.
Careful, you're agreeing with Yud there! ^^
There's a reason it's not a completely dead topic in philosophy, since it's at least somewhat of an interesting question as relates to monism/physicalism vs dualism (more than trying to litigate any specific organelle, or of the presence or lack thereof in animals).
Though a much shorter debunking of Yud's views is the possibility of p-zombies is an unfalsifiable premise, thus claiming any foolproof counter is not so Rational™ (Although by the same token, it is indeed a topic of ultimately limited value)
Yud himself has been on this particular train for years. In one of his dath ilan fanfic blog-stains, he bemoaned the evils of our society killing babies with omega-6 nutrition bags.
I think part of it is cargo-culting and/or esthetics, and the seduction is a bit more subtle, their betting markets formalizes their belief:
That if people believe something (they agree with, they aren't consistent with it), that thing is more likely.
Some might even have an actually "occult" interpretation and see it as a form of actual divination. Yud certainly appears to me to have that tendency.
Don't forget the:
- Vile dose of racist ranting.
- Simultanously complaining about the elite, but then saying it's only because it's been watered down by the plebs.
- Vile understanding of "poetry" as status marker.
- Not going back further in time than 19th century, and extremely suspiciously marking the "height" of peotry between 1920a to mid-1960s, not at all coinciding with the civil rights act.
Thank you for reminding me how vile Moldbug is ? ^^
The irony of crediting Moldbug with a potent explanation for bad poetry is rather amusing. It's almost a shame that Scott here cops out with a "The margins are too small for my proof", although maybe it is secret mercy.
And following the foregone conclusion of the author, someone who can never exist and therefore will remain forever hypothetical. (Unless the basilisk would also want to punish all you possible hypothetical children as extra incentive?).
PS- This is almost "A modest proposal" levels of bad, without being satire.