Tuesday, November 08, 2005
Tonight I must compose a paper for philosophy class discussing compatibilism and libertarianism, both of which I have only the vaguest notions of and therefore dislike, and whose existence I also therefore feel resentful toward. The past two lectures have been spent hashing an argument for compatibilism from an idea of moral responsibility, about which I am entirely disinterested. I do not feel strongly enough/knowledgeable enough of the subject to identify as a determinist, but I prefer causal theories to the attempts at reconciliation made by opponents to determinism.
I also prefer analyzing my distaste for writing papers for philosophy class to exerting myself in the research necessary to write them.
Tonight will be my third consecutive Nyquil night. But first, I must be a good child and write this paper. Argh.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 5:56 PM]