Ethical Hedonism, Consent, & Antinatalism

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Today we're going to talk about

• What hedonism is
• Why "consent" is integral to any form of hedonism that we can coexist with
• How this means that hedonists must also be antinatalists

Constructive Complexity: Follow-up notes

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• Constructive Complexity, or Posthuman Ethics and Value Systems

Just a couple of notes about constructive complexity.

Originally this was going to be part of an article entitled Constructive Complexity Today, where I'd go over stuff like body modification and ecological conservation and whatnot and why these things would be considered Good in any ethical system that held constructive complexity as its terminal value. Then I realized that most of it was superfluous fluff.

I guess that the polyamory one might bear some discussion later on, but still the majority of the article could be summed up as "These things: they are good. Bcz net complexity." That is to say, until it's proven to the contrary I'm going to assume that if you think that paving over the whole entire world is a good thing, then our disagreement lies in our terminal values and not in how we're interpreting constructive complexity.

There are still some things worth saying, though.

Table of Contents

I. Agency, or Liberty
II. A Quick Note on (Transhumanist) Abolitionism
III. Constructive Complexity vs. Alternative Terminal Values
IV. Why Love Doesn't Work (as a terminal value)

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Starting location: Capital Wasteland
Identity: Twenty-six-year-old Courier (-100)
Skills and additional powers: skill tags (barter, outdoorsman, science), pathfinder, cult of personality [-150], chemist [-100], educated [-100]
Gear: bag of 2,500 caps [-50], robot butler [-100], food purifier [-100], Pip-boy 3000 [-300]
Setbacks: Wild Wasteland [+0]

Who was on the Lord’s side, who?

(Nutshell for Non-LDS: Mormons believe that everyone alive once dwelled with God before being born. Before the world was even formed there was a war in Heaven, as John’s Revelation made famous, and this war was about whether we should be allowed to make mistakes when that would mean we would suffer, or if our lives should be so controlled that nobody would be able to sin or choose wrongly at all. Satan advocated for the latter, and the rest is mythology.)

If the War in Heaven was a war of words, an essentially missionary war, and nobody was won over from the Bad Side to the Good Side, then it had to have been the most supremely ineffective missionary effort of all time. Which means that we need to consider…

How many of us were once on Satan’s side of that war?

I Watch: The Amazing Spider-Man 2

And I really didn’t like a lot of it.

First, just to get it out of the way: I didn’t appreciate the deathism of Gwen Stacy’s speech. Death gives meaning to our lives? The shortness of our lives is what makes them precious? Fuggin’ Stockholm Syndrome. No. Just no.

I also did not approve of how even though Peter Parker’s friends were no younger than he was (and were perhaps demonstrably more capable of making smart decisions), he decided that he knew better than them and had the right to decide their lives for them. Gwen Stacy, you don’t get to make cost/benefit analyses and decide if a situation is too risky for you. Harry Osbourne, you don’t get to do that either, even though you’re going to die.

Burning Out & Other Adventures in the Forward-facing Timestream

Or How I Learned to Finally Slow Down & Maybe Not Break Myself. Maybe.

Haha, not really. If the past is any indication this is just a temporary thing and I’ll be back to my old high-pressured over-clocking demands that send me flying into the highs and sinking into the lows with the sort of whiplash that’d rip my head clean off in any other circumstance.

Allow me to explain.