It’s been a while. In fact who knows who’s still checking this thing. But I found this, and couldn’t resist. If only apologies and declarations of romantic intent were this easy.
It is getting to the point where writing a thesis blog turns into a form of procrastination about writing a thesis. That–combined with the fact that I finally have a pretty detailed outline of the thing, and that there are some application deadlines rapidly approaching–means that I will probably be posting fewer substantive musings about illocutions, authority, and the like in the coming weeks and months.
But fear not! I still have a few musings left in the tank, and I’ll still be posting links when something I read elsewhere strikes me as particularly thesis-related. In addition, this will probably become my main outlet for thesis-writing status updates. So stay tuned if you’re particularly interested in how stressed I am at any give moment this fall.
Just thought I’d direct your collective attention to this quick back-and-forth I’ve had with Mark Lance (of Kukla and Lance fame) in the comments of a previous post. I am very surprised, and very grateful, to be getting a little bit of feedback from someone I’ve been writing about.
Modern Love picks up where Sports Night left off:
“I don’t love you anymore. I’m not sure I ever did.”
His words came at me like a speeding fist, like a sucker punch, yet somehow in that moment I was able to duck. And once I recovered and composed myself, I managed to say, “I don’t buy it.” Because I didn’t.
(hat tip: Silpa)
http://www.newyorker.com/arts/critics/atlarge/2009/08/03/090803crat_atlarge_acocella
If Jesus informs you that you will betray him, and tells you to hurry up and do it, are you really responsible for your act? Furthermore, if your act sets in motion the process—Christ’s Passion—whereby humankind is saved, shouldn’t somebody thank you?
Maybe the Nuremberg Defense should be called the Judas Defense.
From the department of procrastinating-on-important-thesis-work-by-doing-unimportant-thesis-work:
I think I’ve come up with a good working title for the thesis: On Our Own Authority.
Both a description of my topic (the particular kind of authority that we all share and that constitutes moral right and wrong), and an answer to the question of what grounds the “mighty must of morality”: On whose authority are we obligated to do what is right?
More to come on my recent decision to structure my thesis around the question of moral authority. In the meantime, let me know if you can think of a better title. This one is far from set in stone.
In The Sources of Normativity, Korsgaard (whose class I may take this fall!) argues that our ability to act for reasons necessarily derives from our having a practical identity–a sense of who we are that forms the basis of our reasoning about what to do. Some of the most obvious elements of our practical identity are entirely contingent, Korsgaard notes. Our religion, nationality, profession, and family ties can be crucial elements of our practical identity, and all of them can be assumed, discarded, or exchanged. We become parents, we lose our jobs, we convert.