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How do we decide what is good or evil?

Why, with our conscience of course. But what exactly is our individual conscience? The term hearkens back to images of Jiminy Cricket perched upon a wayward Pinocchio's shoulder, offering him counsel through song and dance. 'Let your conscience be your guide!'. As a child I never quite understood what a conscience was, and in my teenage/early adulthood years I conflated it with reasoning, thinking good moral actions could be determined simply from the application thereof. Although utilizing your conscience to make moral decisions involves reasoning, I hope to make it evident that the two faculties are intimately related but quite distinct.

Conscience can be defined in two ways: the first being: the pressure one feels upon her will to do what she thinks is right and the second: her judgment as to what exactly right and wrong are. Conscience in this first sense is highly absolute; it is not something that can necessarily be reasoned with and it demands that you obey it. To disobey it, to go against one's own conscience, incurs massive personal guilt. There is little doubt that all of us have experienced an inadvertent or intentional betrayal of conscience before; we've all have snapped at a loved one after a long, particularly stressful day, or have neglected to study or go to the gym out of sloth. The cost of such betrayals are feelings of remorse; such negative sensations do not come from the external world, but from within.

The second definition of conscience, however, is much more malleable in nature; afterall, people could very well be mistaken in their conceptions of what's wrong and what's right. All of us have flaws in our conscience to some degree, with zero exceptions. These flaws in conscience are thankfully amenable to change through reason and engaging in honest dialogue. Now, here's where there is a key distinction between conscience and reason: while conscience aims to determine what is good and what is bad, reason aims to determine what is true and what is false.

In order to properly reason, we must have four components: facts, intuitions, proofs, and authority. The first component, facts, can be readily understood to be derived from our first-hand experience in the world. We use our senses to receive incoming data that describes the world we navigate through. Facts can also be obtained from second-hand sources such as books and scientific journals. These are essentially reports of experience from trusted authorities and form the bulk of the corpus of facts we use in our reasoning. This is simply by virtue of our experience being limited and unique to ourselves and our own circumstances, and thus unfit for generalization.

The second component, intuitions, is the act of the mind directly perceiving self-evident truths. An example of this would be something like...the identity property (A=A) or the transitive property (A=B, B=C,  A=C). These are relationships that 'appear' to us. These intuitions I consider the most crucial part of reasoning and we'll explore them further in a bit.

Our third component, proofs, is the skillful arrangement of facts and intuitions so that we may determine the veracity of our propositions. Each step of the proof is an opportunity to exercise our intuitions, and while we may sometimes fail to make sense of a particular proof, that doesn't necessarily mean that the proof is lacking, but rather our intuitions. Anyone that can recall their high school geometry courses can easily understand this, as occasionally we would fail to 'see' a particular step in a proof and thus be unable to come to the conclusion of it. Failure to 'see' a particular intuition isn't due to ignorance or stupidity, but likely a lapse in attention or memory. There are too many intuitions to keep track of, afterall.

The fourth component is defaulting to authority. Anyone that is intellectually honest with themselves would admit that something like 95% of what they determined to be true or false wasn't determined from scratch at all, but rather taken for granted from authority. When we read a scientific journal article, we do not go out and collect our data and run our own experiments to verify claims each and every single time. When we calculate a derivative, we do not run through the entire proof of a derivative as developed by Pierre de Fermat, but take the given conclusion of the proof to be true. As such, it is not only constructed, worked-through proofs that offer us valid truth/falsehood claims, but also authority. It should be noted that this default to authority in lieu of reasoning via proof is not to be taken in shame, since it takes a certain amount of humility to acknowledge that there are minds that have come before, greater and more brilliant than one's own.

Any sort of correction made to reasoning are typically corrections made in the first and the third domains. Often times a new set of facts presented to a reasonable person from first-hand experience or authority can lead them to change their mind; similarly, easier, more elegant proofs can be created to convince someone that their old manner of reasoning was incorrect. Errors in reasoning that are due to an inability to see certain intuitions in a proof are much more acute, since intuitions cannot be supplied or reduced in complexity. These errors in reasoning are thankfully rare, for most of the time when they do occur, it is not due to the absolute inability to see an intuition, but rather refusal to see it because of emotional influence, or perhaps refusal to earnestly think things through. When errors of intuition genuinely do occur, argument is truly at an end for you cannot produce rational intuition from argument because argument depends on rational intuition. You cannot construct the Empire State building starting from the spire; first the foundation must be set.

Let's take our framework for reason and apply it to conscience. There are facts about the world that we use in exercising our conscience. Things such as crime, war, sexuality, purity, allegiance, justice...these subjects contain elementary facts about themselves such as 'War entails the use of force to destroy the enemy.' or 'Children are created through sexual intercourse.'. With facts such as these, we may raise the moral question such as 'Is taking human life ever justified?'. Just like with reason, we also have intuitions in the moral sphere as to what is good and what is evil. It is with these intuitions that we, again just like reason, are able to construct proofs to help us distinguish what is a good act from an evil one. The forth component--that of authority--I'd like to emphasize, for how we might rely on and trust the wisdom of Pythagoras and his theorem to calculate Euclidean distances, we similarly rely on and trust the wisdom of Solomon or the Apostles to guide our moral action without fully appreciating the underlying reasoning.

'Er, 2B? I thought you had said that conscience and reason were very distinct. You're making an awfully strong case that the two are fairly similar.' I was just about to get to pointing out the key difference, thank you for calling it to my attention. The distinction between the two lies primarily in the realm of intuition. In reason, intuitions are sometimes liable to be burdened by emotion; you either refuse to see the intuitive step or you're too lazy to think about it. In conscience, this is certainly the case, as it is invoked while we are engaged in the 'here-and-now' of deciding what we ought to do or abstain from doing; had we not some wish to do/not do something, we wouldn't be undertaking the consideration in the first place. Where there exists human desire, there are emotions infallibly present to bribe us towards one way or the other.

This key difference demonstrates the vulnerability of our intuitions in the conscience sphere, and highlights the importance of defaulting to authority when making moral decisions, rather than relying on proofs to determine what is good or evil. Hence the value of religion in the sphere of morality. To the arrogant, materialistic, hyper-rational empiricist this may cause disgust; they might turn their nose up and reject this very notion. However, those individuals are already subject to this phenomenon, of defaulting to authority rather than working through proofs, without even realizing it. It is certainly the case that a parent instills within their child what is correct moral conduct, long before the child has the intellectual wherewithall to make sense of the underlying principles. Not to mention the fact that this begs the question: from where did the parent acquire their moral intuitions? And their parents? And theirs? For the majority of the Western world, the answer lies within the Judeo-Christian tradition.

Much like the intuitions of reason, the intuitions of conscience cannot be argued with. If they can, then they are likely not intuitions but matters of opinion. These intuitions are what makes us take sides in the dichotomies of preference, such as human health being preferable to human suffering or love preferable to hate. Of course, there exists people that lack these correct intuitions and thus have incorrect preferences: a sociopath might've developed their pathology by dint of their traumatic upbringing. But for the most part individuals such as these are the exceptions rather than the rule.

The strength of a moral judgment can be elevated by the strength of these individual components and the concordance between them. If the facts are clear and there is a general consensus as to their veracity, if the intuitions behind the judgment are held by all good men, if the proof that connects these intuitions together is strong, and if authority appears to agree with you, then you may safely trust in your moral judgment with high confidence. Conversely, if the facts of the matter are ambiguous and open to debate, if the moral intuitions aren't self-evident to all good men, if the logical proof is weak, and if authority is in disagreement with you, then you may very well be mistaken.

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20200101



[begin transmission]

You know who you are. Nice try.

"Trust is inherently superior to Loyalty."
No more than humility is superior to honesty. The point here is that the statement is a false, needless, dichotomy.


"...Loyalty is inherently one-sided, Person A being willing to do anything asked of them by Person B, and stating that they believe a mutual "Loyalty" is basically... "Trust"." 
When you pit the two against each other in this unidimensional analysis (that is, only examining the concepts as they are applied to the interpersonal domain), it does appear that trust could be loosely construed as superior to loyalty. But something that I think bears mentioning is the fact that loyalty does not only apply to persons, but also to values and ideas. You can be loyal to the value of compassion towards others, you can be loyal to the ideas embodied by the U.S. Constitution. You wouldn't necessarily say that you trust in the value of compassion towards others, or that you trust the ideas embodied by the U.S. Constitution. In this manner, loyalty has a wider scope as it can be applied to more things. This is the basis for personal integrity. As such, I'd be wary of anyone that discredits the notion of loyalty.

The assertion that loyalty is inherently one-sided I do agree with. By definition, loyalty is an attachment to someone or something, even if maintaining the attachment comes at great personal cost. This isn't a bad thing at all, as loyalty is integral towards forming identity: the reason why you are loyal to a value, idea, country, or person is because you identify strongly with whatever it or they stand for. So it is inherently one-sided because it's part of establishing identity of the practitioner of loyalty.

However, it isn't unusual in the interpersonal domain for two or more people to be mutually loyal towards each other. The functional outcome is something that can be labeled as a mutual trust, sure, but it should be recognized that trust can also be one-sided as well. So again...I don't see the point of asserting one is superior to the other when it comes to interpersonal relationships.

Some guidance, moving forward? Keep in mind that loyalties to values and ideas precede loyalty to people; you are loyal to individuals because they are representative of your own self-determined values and ideals. If these abstractions are precious to you, hold onto the people in your life that best embody them. People are subject to change over time, so if they come to no longer embody the ideals and values that you cherish or you yourself change up your beliefs, this is acceptable grounds to sever ties with them. You are not obligated to go down with their ship. It is not atypical for people to outgrow people; it happens.

And as an old supervisor of mine was fond of saying, “When someone wants you to do right, they appeal to your integrity. When they want you to do wrong, they'll question your loyalty.”. I always thought these were wise words to live by.

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20191230


A little philosophy inclineth man's mind to atheism, but depth in philosophy bringeth men's minds about to religion.
Francis Bacon. The Essayes Or Covnsels, Civill and Morall. 1625.

20191227



"Goodbye, Reisen." 

The words were barely audible. Such an expression carried a heavy finality that felt inappropriate for the time; her manner of speech betrayed her thoughts as a consequence. Then again, the strangeness of what had transpired would leave anyone at a loss for words. Regardless, the solitary YoRHa unit knew that she would cross paths with this newly-acquainted eccentric character again.

"Or maybe you hope that you'd run into her again." The thought invaded her consciousness as she sat on the building's edge, delicately running a gloved hand along her new, ridiculous acquisition.

A group of machine lifeforms wandered about aimlessly on the asphalt below.

She furrowed her brow at the sentiment. What was it about the chance encounter that was so perplexing? Sure, the apparent eccentricity of the girl could have been considered a bit much, but it wasn't as if she hadn't dealt with colorful characters before. And yes, the adversaries she had squared away were fierce, but she had contended with enemies easily ten times more vicious within her lifetime. "What on Earth was so damn special about this weird bunny-eared girl...?".

One of the Stubby-type lifeforms tripped off of its feet with an audible clank. The nearby machines paused in step to stupidly blink and stare at their fallen comrade.

It dawned on her. "Huh? Bunny? Surely you meant rabbit. Of course, the terms are interchangeable but 'bunny'? You were never one for cutesy talk. Let's keep that slip-up to ourselves.". What the proud, austere YoRHa unit felt was warmth; a seemingly unconditional form of kindness, familiarity, and acceptance that had manifested in such a brief, chance encounter. 'Seemingly' being the operative word. Suspicion but also curiosity roused in the YoRHa unit's mind; suspicion, for there was no shortage of records within the server's historical archives demonstrating that a large part of humanity's success was attributed to an engagement in fair, equitable exchange. It didn't matter whether this was in an interpersonal or economic domain: something was never earned or acquired from nothing. Pragmatic sensibility could not, however, quell the hopeful curiosity that began to grip her black box.

Out of the stillness of the group of machines, a Small Flyer-type hovered over to the Stubby that was futilely kicking its feet in the air. With a mechanical whir and two clacks, it had managed to right its incapacitated ally with its tow cables. As if no incident had occurred, the machines resumed their ennuic, clockwork patrol once more.

The YoRHa unit threw herself backwards onto the cold, hard concrete of the rooftop with an exasperated sigh. "Foolish girl.", she muttered to herself as she cast off her combat visor. She knew all too well that this was the natural order of things: a never-ending, ever-repeating mandala of intention, action, and consequence. Yet even on this 14th iteration, despite countless instances of failure, she felt her deontological programming compel her just as strongly as ever before.

"You are not obligated to complete the work, but neither are you free to desist from it.". The words crystallized within her psyche as she leisurely swung her legs back and forth from over the edge of the rooftop. The origin of this favorite mantra had long since been forgotten, but she knew it was something picked up from one of several late nights she had spent poring over humanity's archives. "Which database was it from?". She held the back of her hand against her forehead, squinting slightly as she traced the outlines of grey clouds penetrated by rays of light; their brilliance imbuing the surrounding bleak landscape with a dreamlike quality.

Unable to successfully retrieve the information from beyond the ominous forms in the sky, she closed her eyes, her thoughts turned once again to the girl and the recent incident. 

"Stay out of it!"
She stopped swinging her legs. The soft mechanical whirring grew louder.

"You're like somekind of superhero, huh?"
Her countenance grew sullen. Gravel crunched rhythmically under heavy hydraulic footsteps.

"I'm a refugee from the moon."
Ichor ran through her veins. Steel noisily clanged against steel.

"I fled a war I didn't want to fight."
Her hand clenched tightly into a fist, her jaw tightened.

The YoRHa unit slowly rose to her feet. "Pod, initiate program R050.", she whispered as she shot a glance at the ground below. After a brief whirlwind of heat and flash, the asphalt was stained with machine oil and littered with broken gears, nuts, and screws. The bottom half of a Stubby-type machine chassis feebly stumbled a few meters before falling over itself.

"Contact Command, send a request for an Ho-229 unit.", she said, her voice filled with renewed conviction. "Relay a message to all local YoRHa forces as well; the mark is in her twenties, hair color: orchid, height: approximately 155 cm, distinguishing features: bu--rabbit ears and a smart blazer with necktie. We're going to need all the help we can get.", she added while refitting her visor. Her fingers caught on the rabbit ears she had forgotten she was wearing.

Reflexively, she scanned her surroundings for witnesses. Thankfully, there were none to be had. The YoRHa unit sighed a breath of relief as she slipped off the ears, clutching them tightly to her chest. 

20191225



There once was an android.

She had one rule. No emotions.
One day, she was patrolling the wreckage that YoRHa calls a city.
The sunlight bathed the synthetic flesh that adorned her endoskeleton, warm to the touch.
Wild deer and squirrels ran about as usual, the faint chirp of birds behind it all.

And then gunshots rang out through the rubble of the buildings around her.
Even with her superior reflexes, some of the animals reacted just as quickly to dive for cover.
finding herself behind a pillar, the android known as 2B peeked out and a strange sight greeted her.
Rabbits? No. Androids? No… Her sensors confirmed it. They were approximately human.
Three of them floated above the skyscrapers, raining fire down upon another.

2B knew nothing of the situation before her but knew that it was her duty to investigate.
“Cease all actions!” she called out to the airborne bunnies, who looked back at her with confused stares.
“Stay out of it!”, they replied, continuing to fire.
It seemed that our heroine had no choice but to force them to stop.
In a blink, she leapt from rooftop to rooftop, soon greeting the assailants with her pod's gunfire.

Surprised, these hostile rabbits found themselves down by one member all too quickly.
As 2B dashed for these two, another zoomed past them, loud shots ringing out as a second plummeted.
This new individual had bright orchid hair and a ridiculous pistol adorned with rabbit ears like her own.
2B leapt from the rooftop and in a single swipe of her trusted Virtuous Contract, felled the final enemy.
She was joined in no time by the one she’d saved, much shorter than herself and grinning widely.

“You’re like some kind of superhero, huh?”
This question made no sense to the android, who responded with her own.
“Why were you being attacked and who are you?”
“Ah!”, the bunny chuckled. “I’m a refugee from the moon. I fled a war I didn’t wanna fight.”
“The moon...?”

Countless databases of information made it clear to the android that this story was impossible.
“I’m Reisen!”, she called out and extended her hand.
“You can call me YoRHa Unit 2B.”
The rabbit began to dig around in her bag, soon producing a pair of rabbit ears.
“Well, 2B. Consider yourself an honorary Moon Rabbit!”, she said, planting them on the android’s head.

And without another word, she’d flown off into the sky, disappearing from view.
2B stood there, perplexed by the bright and inherently ridiculous ears atop her headband.
Somehow, even though she had no idea what had happened, the deed she committed felt right.
“Goodbye, Reisen.”, she mouthed, sheathing her blade and dangling her legs over the edge of the roof.
The ears she’d been left with felt ridiculous. And she had no idea what they meant.

But somehow, she felt a bit warmer for their presence and decided to keep them.
The End

20191213


If you are distressed by anything external, the pain is not due to the thing itself, but to your estimate of it; and this you have the power to revoke at any moment.
Marcus Aurelius. Meditations. 167.