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(It’s been a while, but this was written in a sudden burst of inspiration and tells a part of my ore recent story that I’ve wanted to write about for a while.)

Part 1

There was a time when I lived in the realm of ideas. I thought that was all there is. It’s a wonderworld and a source of endless curiosity and entertainment. At any moment you can indulge yourself by turning inwards and descending into endless rabbit holes of discovery.

You don’t need much, only your active mind. You may be in a nightclub where the dancefloor no longer interests you; you may be at work stacking grocery shelves (as I did in one of my very first jobs). That escapism is always there for you. For a while you can distract yourself from the hardships and tediousness of daily life and engage in something profound and fruitious. Or so you tell yourself.

Ironically, it was the rigorous study of philosophy itself that started to rob me of that delight. In university I encountered Hume and Empiricism, which cast doubt on the powerfulness of pure intellect to make any serious progress, when unrestrained by empirical reality. If you want to progress then you’ve got to get down and dirty with those pesky little facts of reality, that unlike ideas in your mind, hit you in the face when you get them wrong.

There’s something deeply paradoxical about a philosophy that undermines the philosophical enterprise itself; about the abstract philosophical argument of empiricism undermining the very effectiveness of abstract philosophical arguments. But such is the nature of philosophy that it is at its best when it is self-undermining. A self-assured and dogmatic philosophy is not deserving of that name anyway.

The problem with Empiricism is that you can no longer be a lazy intellectual. You need your lab, you need your research. Just thinking no longer cuts it.

As I progressed through my studies, my abstract philosophical certainties gave way to a scientific realism, with all the uncertainties that come with it. Gone was an a priori belief in determinism and in came fundamental questions about the probabilistic nature of Quantum Mechanics. Gone was the idea that you can restrain reality by a priori principles, being replaced instead by the understanding that you must let the universe itself speak its truth in its own words.

And then I encountered Wittgenstein, Quine and the neo-pragmatists. For them philosophy itself is continuous with science. It’s not only our ideas and theories that are subordinate to empirical experimentation, but our language itself – the terms and concepts that we use – is defined by empirical reality. In other words, there is no such thing as independent or pure thought.

Our experience of reality defines the concepts of our thought, whilst the latter constrains how we perceive and make sense of our experiences.

This all seems to put us in a hopelessly circular position. It seems to condemn us to the confines of a vicious cycle, where your beliefs are justified only within your idiosyncratic epistemology. You can only justify your beliefs within the context of your own pre-existing web of beliefs.

But after a brief nihilistic phase, where you think that nothing can be known or justified, you embrace the paradox and apply some good old common sense. You embrace a more pragmatic epistemology, where you centre what physically works and you reinforce it with an edifice of abstract principles, insofar as those are necessary for the coherence and sense-making of your system.

Of course you know that that’s not the end of the story, but you are also no longer convinced that it has an end. And finding that conclusion also becomes less important to you as you find comfort in the uncertainty and build up a healthier and more informed common sense.

Part 2

I’ve satisfied my philosophical curiosity and supplemented it with a healthy dose of science too. Intellectually I’m more comfortable. I finally feel like I have a grasp of what’s going on, what this is all about, how the wheels keep turning.

But deep inside all is not fine. The mind is very important, but I’d forgotten that I had a body too. Well, not really forgotten, I was actually never taught it. In yeshiva I was taught to develop my mind, to use it, be comfortable with exploring it. But no one told me that I had a body too. Or that that body has needs, emotions, feelings.

And it’s not only that we have bodies besides for our minds. Our minds are actually very dependent on, and influenced by, our bodies. And this is something I started learning quite late, towards the end of my time in university.

I started grappling with that more. I started going to the gym and noticing the effects it had on me, body and mind. I also started exploring my feelings and emotions in therapy. I discovered that my philosophical angst was not born in a vacuum, but was a symptom of a traumatic grappling with the effects of severe brainwashing and deprivation of free thought and information.

It’s no coincidence that I was so obsessed with free and pure thought because that’s all I had during all those lonely years of teenagehood, when all sources of knowledge and information were denied me, when all I could do was crawl ever deeper into the depths of my mind and try and find some liberation there.

And find it I did. My mind became my most powerful weapon, but also my only weapon.

And the stakes couldn’t have been higher. It was a matter of eternal life or eternal death. Think correctly and you enjoy an eternity of bliss; get it wrong and the depths of hell await you. Uncertainties won’t do. The risk is too great.

But you can’t live like that forever. You need to find peace. And in that regard knowledge really is power. The truth really does set you free. I had to immerse myself in scientific and philosophic inquiry to put my mind at ease. I had to find out for myself that the truth is so much more complex than what I was taught. That we know so much more about the world than what we can deduce from ancient texts.

But that quest is over. I have found intellectual comfort in my scientifically informed worldview. The depths of hell no longer frighten me; the rewards of heaven don’t incentivise me.

I had found knowledge, but now it was time for wisdom. And quite unwise I was. But first I had to find healing. And healing starts with the acknowledgement that you were hurt.

Epilogue

What do we owe each other? What do we live for? Why do we get out of bed in the morning?

Those of us who can no longer rely on revealed morality have to figure these ones out for ourselves. It’s not easy.

But it’s also not something that need be set in stone. Our self-understanding evolves over time as we live in this world and grow in our wisdom.

If you ask me about the objective foundations of morality, we can talk for hours about how that’s a myth that we created. But even more important than that is actually to treat each other with kindness and compassion.

We can have a long discussion about meaning and its objective absence. But wisdom is to know that you need to live with purpose and make your life the best it could be. And isn’t that meaningful enough?

Finding knowledge is easy. There’s so many books to read from. But it’s aquiring wisdom that’s a life-long effort. And with that realisation a new chapter in my life began. I think it is my most exciting one yet.

Brief Update

I apologise to my followers for the hiatus in my writing on here. The last few months have been very transitional and transformative for me, as well as difficult and often painful. Several things in my life have come together to create a perfect storm, making me rethink lots of things in my life, including the way I write publicly. I believe that I will emerge from this stronger and better and that my writing too will improve and grow.

Amongst the issues that I have been grappling with a lot recently are how to hold on to my freethinking in an increasingly intolerant and dogmatic society. Sadly many features that drove me out of my native community are now surfacing in my chosen community – the educated, liberal, middle-class. On certain issues (especially anything to do with race and inequality) the discourse is so systematically mistaken and divorced from the science, that it is no better than a very elaborate body of pseudo-religious doctrine. It is no secret that things you could say a year or two ago are no longer sayable and that the window of allowed views has narrowed enormously over this period. I am no fearless martyr for free speech and I have friendships and a career to maintain, and so I self-censor – as do many of us these days. I have been experimenting with how to write about these issues in a way that preserves my integrity and independent thinking, but that does not put me or my career in serious danger. After trial and error, I believe that I am coming closer to a balance that I am comfortable with, although I have by no means mastered it. If you have any ideas, I’d be happy to hear them. For an example of something that I have written recently that tries to walk this tight-rope, see this post on Facebook. If you read carefully you will notice how euphemistic and withheld I am being at places. And yet, I managed to bring across my main points – I hope.

Another issue that has been occupying my thoughts recently is mental health. For those of you who have followed my journey you may be aware that I have always struggled with anxiety and depression. I don’t think that I have opened up much about that part of my life, although it’s something that I live with daily and constantly. I have recently gone off medication for anxiety and have since been struggling quite a lot. I am hopeful that I will find healing, whether through therapy or by going back on medication, but truth be told it has not been easy. I have been meaning to write about my struggles for a long time, but have not yet found the right words. I believe that it will come to me soon.

Finally, I know that a lot of you followed me because of my unusual journey away from chassidic Judaism. That journey is by no means over. Personal events of the last year or two – including working as a researcher of chassidic languages, reconnecting with my brother, and moving back to London – have resurfaced many deep questions about belonging and identity. I struggle with the cultural schizophrenia of living in two worlds, but not belonging in either. I often feel in cultural exile, away from my native community and home – but I felt like an outsider even whilst living in my native community. I think that a lot of these feelings have to do with my personality and mental health struggles, alongside the particular features and tragedies of my journey. I hope to write much more about these identity struggles, as I think that it will talk to people going through similar things. I also often have the feeling that I may as well have my pain create something of artistic value (however rudimentary that is). I hope to write something along these lines shortly and in the meantime check out this article that I wrote about the pros and cons of the chassidic way of life and how that compares to the good and the bad in other cultures.

Thanks for travelling along with me on my journey and I am humbled that people find some of my thoughts and musings of interest.

I’ll leave you with an article that I wrote last year about my Rosh HaShana memories.

Happy New Year!

Izzy

The Outsider (Camus) – Book Review and Essay

I read this book over the span of a week or so. Then I immediately reread it in one 2hr 40min sitting. It was a meditative experience. The Outsider (that is the character, not the book) is a being living in the moment, not taking life and the world too seriously, but profoundly enjoying it. However, societal morality dictates that we care more and conform to considerations beyond the here and now and that we follow a specific (time- and space-dependent) moral code in doing so. The Outsider finds this perplexing. It’s not that he doesn’t care, only that he wants to enjoy life in a way that is unconstrained by considerations beyond the present moment in time. He’s riding along life’s waves happy to see where they will take him. The prospect of certain death is therefore intolerable to him, not because he doesn’t want to die, but because life’s trajectory (i.e. his certain death) has become predetermined for him. For him it isn’t living if life can no longer take him on various destinations and voyages.

I think that we can all learn from the Outsider. To me he represents the conflict between our own personal and idiosyncratic existence on the one hand and society’s dictations and expectations of us on the other. Society wants us to conform to certain ways of being, thinking and feeling, but in doing so we give up some of our personality and individuality. Society wants us to feel certain moral feelings, but these demand of us to feel sad and worry and we are not at liberty to transcend these feelings and just live in the moment and take things as they are, or we risk being executed by society just like our Outsider is.

When we see what society does to the Outsider, one natural response is to heed the lesson and become an Insider. That’s what the vast majority of us do. We have become insiders to such a degree that we’re not even aware of the fact that we are insiders and instead regard our mode of being as the only one, with all the norms, feelings and morals that come with it. A different response, however, is to remain an Outsider in Insider’s skin. This demands living a double life where in one’s internal life one is an Outsider, but in one’s external life, one behaves and acts like an Insider. Thus one can hope to avoid Meursault’s (the Outsider of our story) sentence by fooling society into treating him or her as an Insider. In fact, society doesn’t have an issue with Outsiders as long as they behave and present as Insiders, thus not challenging or subverting society’s norms and expectations.

But the double-lifer lives a dangerous existence, as if he ever lets down his guard he might slip up and betray his true mode of being. When that happens, society will invariably execute him, whether literally or socially. If he isn’t killed, then he will lose his job, his friends and his family. But for the Outsider this is a risk that he has to take, as to become a full Insider is to give up on his integrity, freedom and individuality.

Whilst the Outsider can never publicly admit that he’s an Outsider, he sometimes drops hints – a very risky business – just to prove to himself that he hasn’t been subsumed in the Inside and that he is still an Outsider, even though he is wearing Insiders’ clothes.

It is lonely and isolating being an Outsider, and sometimes the Outsider will seek to connect with other Outsiders (the Outsider feels claustrophobic on the Inside, but he is still a social animal in need of company). But most often when that happens, a new Inside is created and the Outsider finds himself suffocating again in need of some Outside fresh air. He then packs his bags again in search of a new Outside, only to have the story repeated again and again.

At some point the Outsider realises that there is no such thing as a place for Outsiders. All available places are Inside. The Outsider who reaches this realisation, resigns to his isolation and loneliness, puts on his Insider garb and finds comfort and excitement in his constant struggle for self-identity and demarcation in a world that will do anything it can to deny his existence.

Avoidas HaShem: Becoming a Better Person

In this post I would like to introduce you to Mussar. I’ll start with some historical sketches, then I’ll discuss some of its features, and finally I’ll explore a little about what it means to me and how I have used it during different phases in my life.

The word mussar comes from Biblical Hebrew, where it has the meaning of flagellation, admonishment and reproach. When a father gives mussar to his son (as in Proverbs 1:8), he is reproaching him, often with harsh words, in the hopes that the son will reflect on his ways and improve.

Beginning in the early 19th century in Lithuania, Mussar became a popular movement of self-improvement in the service of God, with yeshivas emphasising its teachings and a vast literature being published, distributed and read by thousands. But the Mussar genre is far older than this 19th century movement. Literature on self-improvement in the service of God is found amongst the earliest Jewish writings, starting from Biblical books such as Proverbs and Ecclesiastes, then in the Mishnaic-era Pirkei Avot, in the medieval Chovot HaL’vavot, through to the early modern Messilat Yesharim. The Mussar movement incorporated and studied all of these traditional texts, whilst adding and creating new texts.

In traditional Judaism, as in the Mussar movement, no distinction is made between philosophy, theology, psychology, wisdom and self-improvement. All of these domains are mobilised and utilised without distinction for one goal: self-improvement in the service of God. Philosophical and theological insights are used extensively in the mussar literature, but never for the sake of pure intellectual and abstract curiosity. An insight is worthy insofar as it helps one in his avoidas hashem.

What is avoidas hashem? Literally, the term means “service of God”, but in the mussar movement this term is used to mean “self improvement in the service of God”. It is worth pausing for a moment to unpack this. From a secular perspective, self-improvement and serving God might seem like two very different things. You might think that self-improvement would involve living healthier, becoming a better person, being nicer to others, feeling happier, etc. On the other hand, serving God means praying, following Biblical commandments, studying religious literature, etc. But in mussar, as is the case with traditional Judaism in general (and in all mainstream religious traditions), these two are not separable.

Avoidas hashem means serving God by becoming a better person and becoming a better person in order to serve God. You are not becoming a better person if you are not serving God and you are not serving God if you are not becoming a better person in the process. The rationale for this is very straightforward. God is your maker and knows what is best for you. Moreover, God wants what is best for you. So the only way to live your best life is to listen to God and obey Him. Similarly, if you listen to God and serve Him, you will become a better person – as long as you are doing it right. Mussar is here to teach you how to do it right.

Needless to say, that just as with every tradition, some books in the mussar tradition are better than others at conveying this message. Likewise, some figures in this movement are better role models than others. For example, it is not uncommon to come across mussar literature that have neglected the “self-improvement” part and have developed a notion of serving God that is completely divorced from human nature and from human well-being. Some communities and traditions have gone down this harmful route and have developed really depressive and self-denying philosophies.

But, just as with every tradition, the mussar tradition is well-equipped with its own internal resources to rectify for these straying and misled strains. Many mussar leaders and books will warn against reading this book or that, due the unhealthy ideas espoused in them. Unfortunately, it is not always the healthy thinkers that people will listen to and many in my native community, including myself, spent many years listening to and reading unhealthy, life-denying thought and literature. It is a lifetime’s work to unlearn them.

Whilst the mussar movement was a primarily Litvish (Lithuanian) phenomenon, mussar ideas and traditions existed in all Jewish traditions and demographics, as discussed. Additionally, the newly invigorated ideas of the 19th century mussar movement seeped through to chassidic Polish-Hungarian Jewry, even as the latter disparaged and resisted it. Chassidic Jewry had developed a parallel to mussar, which is chassidism. Chassidism concerns itself with many of the themes found in mussar, but it uses a very different vocabulary. Unlike the mostly plain-spoken mussar literature, chassidic literature uses a mystical and interpretive vocabulary. Whilst mussar literature is relatively down to earth, chassidic literature often talks about ecstasy, divine-communion, self-annulment and other-worldly matters. Chassidic literature also doesn’t emphasise the “self-improvement” component of avoidas hashem in the way that mussar does.

Despite chassidism’s early scepticism of the mussar movement, mussar literature is now extensively read in all chassidic communities, including literature produced by the 19th century mussar movement. Growing up in a chassidic community, us boys were introduced to traditional mussar literature before we were introduced to chassidism, due to the accessibility of the former as compared to the latter. The first mussar book that we studied in cheder was the Orchot Tsadikim – a book whose chapters correspond to different character traits (e.g. laziness, arrogance, etc) and it teaches you to identify the good ones from the bad ones and how to amplify the good and combat the bad.

Whilst I did read plenty of chassidic literature in my teens, my heart was always drawn to mussar – especially those of a rationalist bent. Thus my all time favourite mussar book that I studied many times from cover to cover was Ramchal’s Messilat Yesharim. Ramchal was a polymath and a brilliant writer. Whilst he had a very strong mystical and superstitious side, he keeps many of his writings very rationalistic and accessible. His mastery of early modern Hebrew is unparalleled and his clarity of exposition had not been seen in the Jewish tradition since the medieval Maimonides. I was absolutely in love with his writings (as you can probably see, part of me still is) and for many years I would read him on a daily basis.

Well, actually, that’s a lie. You don’t read mussar. Only academics studying mussar as outsiders read mussar. Those within the tradition shout mussar, breathe mussar, live mussar. My daily study of the Messilat Yesharim consisted of locking myself into my room, opening the book and shouting out the pages’ contents at the top of my lungs, all the time swaying wildly to and fro. It is not an intellectual experience of reading something insightful, but a meditative experience of transforming yourself, admonishing yourself, demanding from yourself and promising yourself that you’ll be better. This mussar meditation experience used to be the highlight of my day. I would look forward to it, knowing that however bad my day is, a dose of mussar would give me new hope.

Other mussar personalities that I listened to and read were the late Rabbi Avigdor Miller, The Steipler (Chaye Olam), The Chazon Ish (Emunah Ubitachon), Chovot HaL’vavot and many more.

When in 2015 I lost my faith in orthodox Judaism, I stopped engaging with mussar. As discussed, self-improvement is intimately entangled with service of God in mussar and it didn’t seem to make sense for an atheist to carry on reading this. But I lost something very valuable and that is the self-improvement side of mussar. Of course I could have found many books and writers on the themes of self-improvement and character development in secular society and in many philosophical traditions, but for some reason I didn’t. Perhaps I wasn’t ready.

Over the last 5 years I have thrown myself into philosophy. I have soaked up everything the analytic philosophy course at my university had to offer. Philosophy has given me very important and valuable tools, tools that will accompany me for the rest of my life. But it has given me nothing in the form of self-improvement and character development. Not once in my four-year philosophy course did we stop to ask the following simple question: what is the good life and how can we live it?

This is not a shortcoming of my course; analytic philosophy is simply not equipped to deal with this question. Asking why we didn’t ask this question in the philosophy course is like asking why we didn’t ask it in the physics course: these disciplines are simply not equipped to handle such questions.

And so it was that I never seriously asked myself this question since I lost my faith. I think that I didn’t know that this is a question that needed to be asked. As a believer I never had to ask this question, since the answer was obvious. And as an atheist I never asked it because I thought that it was an illegitimate question: what’s the meaning of life? Well, life has no meaning – move on!

But I’ve recently come to realise that this is a question that is legitimate. But not only that, it is the most important question that one can ever ask. It’s a simple question: I’m here visiting existence from non-existence for a really short stay; how do I make the most of it? And once I started asking myself this question, a whole host of questions opened up: am I happy? Am I living the kind of life that I will come to be proud of in years to come? What things that I am doing now will I come to regret?

The answers to these questions weren’t terrible. I was living an OK life. I wasn’t always happy, but I wasn’t miserable either. Not that I was utilising every moment of my life, but I wasn’t wasting all of it away and doing nothing with it.

But is this good enough for a life that I have one and only one chance at living?

I started reading more and listening more. I started scheduling in regular sessions of self-reflection. I started making small but meaningful changes in my life. I started the work towards becoming a better person.

And then it clicked. I was doing mussar again. After all, I have a rich tradition of self-reflection and self-improvement to fall back on for the task of becoming a better person and I don’t have to start from scratch. The tools for self-improvement are all there in mussar, you just have to know how to translate the vocabulary to fit your own needs.

Perhaps there’s even room for God! What is God? That ultimate idea that obligates you to become a better person? Well, I now believe in that God. It is of course not the Jewish God, but isn’t my quest for the good life a god? Isn’t it the most and only important goal? What else is there to want other than to live the good life? Doesn’t this god also obligate me to do certain things and to avoid doing others? Well, this God tells me to stop overeating, to start waking up earlier, to live in the moment, to be kind to myself and others!

And so I come back to avoidas hashem. It’s the same idea just translated in vocabulary that I can understand. And over the last few months I have rediscovered for myself many more mussar entities that help me in my newfound avoidas hashem. There’s the yetzer hara (evil inclination) that keeps on whispering things in my ear to distract me from my goals; there’s the concept of Bitachon (trust) that I need to have in order to believe in what I do and that the direction that I am taking is good for me; and alongside them there’s a host of other concepts and entities that help me in my avoidas hashem.

And if you ever find me walking along the riverside immersed in thought, perhaps talking to myself, don’t interrupt me. I’m having a mussar session. I’m thinking about that most and only important question in life. I’m thinking about avoidas hashem.

Caitlin’s World

The following post is not my own, but written by lovely Caitlin. I share it because it is one of the wholesomest things that I have ever read and it brought me to tears. It gave me a deep insight and empathy into Caitlin’s world and why veganism and animal-rights activism is so important and fundamental to her. How can it not be? Read how beautifully and tragically she describes the world of her five-year-old self and you will see why she has to care so deeply. I’m not a vegan myself and the fight for animal rights is not important in my life (I’m not saying that it shouldn’t be; I’m simply being honest). But this post helped me understand how and why it is so important to Caitlin. I hope that you benefit from reading this too.

Alright, enough of me. From here on speaks Caitlin:

The topic of animals in relation to mental health is a complex issue for me. As a vegan, I’m haunted daily with the moral crimes committed against animals in numbers that the human brain can’t even begin to fathom. Yet, my personal relationship with animals has been a deeply emotional, and fulfilling aspect of my life – beginning when I was tiny with the realisation I had nits.

That probably went to an area you didn’t expect, you probably stumbled upon this blog expecting cute muses about puppies and kittens and their adorable ways. Admittedly, yes, they’re lovely creatures – I recently said goodbye to my childhood companion and the heartbreak is truly all-consuming. But, we’ve domesticated dogs and cats for thousands of years, selectively breeding them to be exactly how we want to them to be, they can’t exist without us, so those cute little eyes that scream love and adoration are little more than evolutionary traits bred into them by us to serve our love of big eyes and adorable cheeks. For all we know they might hate us and only bother interacting with us for the sake of shelter and food.

But I digress.

It was a cold winter’s day, and a 5 year old redhead was frolicking away in her own little world, exploring the chaotic and wonderful creation that is the microscopic animal kingdom found in the vegetable patch. I (I’m going to assume that at this point you’ve figured out it was me, so the change in person shouldn’t come as a surprise to you) was clinging onto my floral sun hat that I delicately placed upon my noggin each cold morning, when my mum called me in for lunch. Me being a child my mother had rarely even attempted to understand my unusual ways, but me clutching onto my sun hat in the middle of a storm appeared to peak her curiosity. She enquired about the necessity of the hat and I felt it odd that I had to point out that it was to keep my nits safe and warm from the weather, obviously.

From the very beginning I had an instinctual need to care for and protect animals; I would play my violin (much to the distress of my parents I’m sure) to keep the nits entertained; I’d wear my night hat around the house to keep them warm and snuggly, thinking I was bringing comfort to a being that would otherwise be ripped out of my hair with an aggressive comb, in turn destroying families, even livelihoods, and thrown in the bin. It brought me enormous reassurance that I was indeed a good person. Years of bullying had resulted in me being a timid and insecure little girl. I would stare at my feet all day and would refuse to talk to anyone other than my closest friends and family. I thought I was a horrible person and internalised enormous guilt that I wasn’t good enough, smart enough, pretty enough, graceful enough, or enough of any of the good traits little girls must have.

The insecurity I was burdened with growing up made me someone that always sided with the underdog: I understood their pain, their humiliation and the completely internalised feeling of worthlessness. Living near an intensive chicken farm I saw immense animal suffering on a daily basis. I recognised their vulnerability and understood they were completely defenceless. When I saw their sadness, I felt it as if I was there with them. I wasn’t in anyway religious, but I prayed to God everyday, just in case he existed, that he would provide salvation and eternal peace for these desperate souls. I had a deep seated affinity with animals that lives on to this day. I empathise with them to the point it brings me enormous pain; but when I can be the source of a moment of relief, or even comfort for a rescue animal, I know this is my purpose on earth. My understanding of animals has resulted in me temporarily caring for several abandoned and injured animals over the years, before sending them off to rehab to forge a new life either in a sanctuary or with a new family.

The times I’ve spent arduously caring for animals and making sure their voices are heard have been some of the most rewarding and painful times of my life. I’ve had deep depressions based on the injustices I see, and I’ve had times of utter euphoria seeing them build up strength and confidence. They’ve made me feel, something, anything, regardless of what it is, I have felt it and do feel it, deeply.

Disagreement

This post starts with a somewhat technical exploration in the philosophy of language, which I hope that I’ve made fairly accessible to a lay audience. It finishes off with a very important, practical lesson for our eberyday discourse that is very dear to my philosophy of how we should do political discourse. Please bear with me as I plow through the abstract philosophy in the first half in order to appreciate the political conclusions of the second half.

Adam and Beth are having a disagreement about the weather outside. A. says that it’s raining outside and B. says that it isn’t. This a disagreement that can easily be solved by peering out of the window. If it is raining outside, then A. is right and if it isn’t then B. is right.

Suppose that A. and B. are inmates in a maximum security prison where they gave no access to the outside world. Simply peering out of the window to check the weather is not possible. Their disagreement is not one that can easily be settled, but it is still a well-defined disagreement with well-defined truth-conditions and verification-conditions. Let me explain what these last two terms mean.

The truth-condition of a proposition p (e.g. the proposition “it is raining outside”) is the state of the world that would need to obtain in order to make p true. For example, the state of the world in which it is raining in Adam’s and Beth’s vicinity is the truth-condition of Adam’s proposition “it is raining outside”. That is the state of the world that renders Adam’s proposition true. Similarly, the state of the world in which it isn’t raining in Adam’s and Beth’s vicinity is the truth condition of Beth’s proposition “it isn’t raining outside.”

The verification-conditions of a proposition p is what it would take for an agent uttering p to verify that p is true. In our initial scenario, the verification conditions for Adam’s proposition is looking out of the window and seeing water droplets raining down. Similarly, the verification conditions for Beth’s proposition is looking out of the window and seeing a clear sky and a dry surface.

While the truth-conditions for Adam’s proposition in both scenarios (the one where they are at home and the one where they are in prison) are identical (i.e. that it is raining in their vicinity), their verification conditions are very different. In the prison scenario peering out of the window is not a legitimate verification-condition, as there is no window. Instead, the verification conditions for Adam’s proposition are, leaving the prison, stepping outside and seeing rain drops pouring down.

Similarly for Beth’s proposition, the verification conditions for her proposition in the prison scenario are, leaving prison, stepping outside and seeing a clear sky and a dry surface.

Now, in the prison scenario Adam and Beth have no way if settling their disagreement as they cannot fulfill their verification conditions. That is, they cannot leave the prison and step outside to assess the weather. Nevertheless, their disagreement is very well defined. The truth-conditions and verification-conditions for their respective claims are very clear. They both know what state of the world would show which of them is right (the truth-conditions) and they both know how one would (hypothetically) obtain knowledge of that state of the world (the verification-conditions).

For this reason, their disagreement is very clear, even if they might not be able to settle it.

Let’s now look at examples of disagreements that might not be so well-defined. Suppose Adam and Beth are eating a curry and Adam says, “this is spicy”, to which Beth replies, “no, it isn’t”.

On the surface, this looks like a classic disagreement about the state of the world. A. is saying something about the curry (that it us spicy) which Beth negates. But let’s try and find what might be the truth-conditions and verification-conditions of their respective propositions. First the truth-conditions.

What does the world need to be like such that Adam’s proposition comes out true (or, “obtains”)? Well, intuitively, we’d say that Adam’s proposition is true if it is the case in the world that the curry is spicy. But is “being spicy” an objective state of the world? Spicy to whom? How spicy? Surely having a micro-trace of chilly doesn’t make it spicy, so “containing chilly” won’t do as an objective criterion, so how much chilly does it need to contain for us to be able to say that it us objectively spicy?

Well, at this point you are probably thinking that “being spicy” is just not an objective state of the world. Rather, it contains subjective and traditional qualities. And you’d be right. But that also means that we can’t construct truth-conditions for Adam’s claim or for Beth’s. That means that we cannot specify what state of the world would make Adam right and what would make Beth right.

We can go through a similar process with the verification conditions and we’ll find out that there are no objective tests or experiments that we can carry out to discover whether the curry is indeed spicy or not.

So we have seen that Adam’s and Beth’s disagreement about the curry is nothing like their disagreement about the weather. In the latter case it was a well-defined disagreement about the state of the world, whereas in the latter case it isn’t.

But what is it then? Are they disagreeing at all? I won’t go into this in this post (maybe in another one!), but what is taking place is definitely not a surface-level disagreement. They might be disagreeing about whether most people would find this curry spicy (this has well-defined truth- and verification-conditions. The truth-conditions are that if all people in the world eat this curry, they find it spicy. The verification-conditions are feeding this curry to all people in the world and nothing down their response on whether or not they found it spicy and then tallying up all responses to find that a majority reported that they found it spicy).

Alternatively, Adam and Beth might not be disagreeing at all. Adam’s claim is really just shorthand for “I found this curry spicy” and Beth’s response is shorthand for “I didn’t”.

Now all of this was me just building up philosophical tools in order to make a very important claim about social, political and moral disagreement. I think if people took on board what I’m about to say and that they took it seriously and internalised it, then our political landscape would be far less toxic, polarised and dogmatic.

Here is the claim:

The vast majority of our political, moral and social disagreements are like the curry disagreement and not like the weather disagreement. That is, our political disagreements almost always lack truth- and verification-conditions. As a result it is never clear what we ate disagreeing on and whether we are even disagreeing at all.

“There is systemic racism in the police force”. “No there isn’t.”

“We live under a patriarchy.” “No we don’t.”

“Religion is the opiate of the masses.” “No, it gives people meaning and fulfillment.”

“The government is being incompetent in handling this situation.” “No, it is doing whatever it can to keep this country running.”

These are just a few examples of seeming disagreements where defining truth- and verification-conditions is impossible and it is as a result not even clear what the disagreement is about, or whether there even is a disagreement at all. I’d love to go into the details to show why these cannot be analysed as surface-level disagreements, but for now this is left as an exercise to the reader. Hint: try defining the truth- and verification-conditions for the seemingly opposing propositions. Try to find the state of the world that would render one of the interlocutors as clearly right and the other as clearly wrong. Try to find verification conditions that will satisfy both interlocutors that one of them is right and the other wrong.

So what are the implications of this analysis for how we do political discourse? Well, I think it should make us all far more sceptical in the certainty of our own beliefs and opinions. I think it should make us far less angry at our political opponents and far less certain that they are wrong or bad. I think that it should make as have a far more nuanced position on politics and morality and a deeper understanding of their limitations. I think it should make us overall more tolerant of opposing beliefs and of those supporting them.

Let me know what you think and whether you’d want me to expand any particular point or in any particular direction.

An Ode to my Dead Family

She was 3 years old when she first played mummies and daddies. Her brother-husband, just 2 years her senior, was the proud daddy of a small silicon doll who was older than both of them combined. But it was she, the young mummy, who would show her little baby all the love that she knew to give, rocking it, caressing it and making sure that it is well fed and looked after. Although this looked like play to the adults around her, this was really the start of a lifelong career.

A few blocks away in a noisy house a young boy is playing bride-and-groom with his niece. Under the canopy he puts a ring on her finger, her smile shining through her veiled face. His brothers around him shout out “mazel tov!” and the young couple break out in a joyful dance. They know that really only huge boys and girls can become daddies and mummies, but it’s not really fair that just because they are so tiny they cannot have a wedding and a baby, is it?

The 3 year old girl will steadily grow older, all the while receiving the best possible training for her career ahead. Every week she babysits her neighbour’s little children even though she is only 14. She gets hands on training on how to rock a crying baby to sleep, how to calm a whining toddler and how to break up a fight between two seven year-olds. Even before she has hit puberty, she is already praying 3 times a day for healthy, God-fearing children. She will give her all to be a dedicated mother and in return she is sure that God will grant her her wish for pious and obedient children. She can see God nod in agreement, “It’s a deal”, His divine voice rings in her ears.

The young boy also grows older. He knows that his first commandment is to “be fruitful and multiply” and he cannot wait to fulfill this, joyous duty. In his long days in yeshiva when he is meant to be concentrating on his texts, his mind sometimes wanders off into pleasant fantasies. He sees himself pushing a double buggy from which childish chuckles emanate. He imagines himself standing at the barmitzvah of his eldest giving a sermon, his father – the grandfather – looking on with pride. Now he is supporting his son under the chuppah. His son’s face is a blur, but he is wearing the unmistakable chassidic garb that he – his father – is wearing. Father and son look like majestic royals in their broad shtraymels, black silk caftans contrasted with their snow white socks. The stern voice of his lecturer interrupts his sweet day-dream. Back in reality he is 15 years old and not married himself. There’ll be many years before he can marry off his own son.

Mom and dad were teenagers when they met. They knew very little about each other or even about each other’s sex, but they were united in one common life-goal – one that they knew that they are ready to sacrifice their whole life to. That goal is to establish another chassidic home that will be pleasing to God, to their parents and the whole community. Theirs will be a model for a home that stands firm against any foreign influences or temptations that can lead one astray. They would pamper, protect and preserve their future children’s innocence. Whatever it takes, their children will grow up to be pious and God-fearing chassidic Jews who don’t deviate an iota from the path of tradition.

Mom and dad never needed much in life. They had no desire for expensive furniture, cars or holidays. They never had any personal ambitions. All they ever wanted was to raise a family of God-fearing chassidic Jews to make them and the community proud. Their only meaning and possession in life is their family and their vision of their family. If this fails there is no plan B. It cannot fail. Surely God would not let His faithful servants down. Surely He would not cast away decades of prayer and cupfuls of tears! Mom and dad have a single life mission. If it fails, why live?

Mum and dad brought me and my siblings up in line with this vision of theirs. No efforts or money was spared in educating us to be Torah scholars and chassidic Jews. From the youngest ages we knew that we are different. We don’t just go through the motions because others do so. We do what we do because we have a mission and a duty. We are God’s servants and we dedicate our lives in His service. Dad had the highest expectations of us because he wanted us to have a good life. And what better life can one have than doing God’s will to the best of his ability? Mum and dad didn’t send us to academies or private schools. They didn’t even send us to legal schools! But they did give us the best education and upbringing a child could wish for. That is if his life is to be dedicated to the service of God as a chassidic Jew. But that that would be our path in life had already been decided for us back when mum and dad were young children playing “house” with their dolls.

Mum’s and dad’s tragedy was that whilst it is clear to them that their children ought to follow on the path that they have chosen for them, some of their children have ideas of their own. What in their worldview is the obviously one and only correct path in life, is in my worldview an insular cult that they were brainwashed into. What in their world was a stellar upbringing is in my world denying a child his rights to education and choice. What for them is a child’s duty to follow the path that his parents have cut out for him, is for me personal autonomy and freedom to live my life as I see fit.

But how silly of me to think that my “rational” arguments will convince them to see things how I see them? How deluded of me to think that mum and dad will come around to accept my liberal and secular perspective? How dare I come and ruin their lives’ project, their childhood dreams? How cruel of me to kill what they have spent their lives creating? How can my progressive newfangled ideologies about freedom and choice override their age-old understanding of a child’s place in the world and his role in the family?

Of course they are angry at me! I am the enemy on the inside who single-handedly tore their family apart, extinguished their dreams and brouht on them immense shame. I am the child who ungratefully spat in the face of all that his parents did for him and went on to murder their feelings again and again and again. I am the boy who robbed them of their only possessions, doing so head held high, without showing any bit of remorse or guilt. How much evil and cruelty must one possess – how callous must one be to be able to destroy the lives of his nearest and dearest like that? Of course I deserve no love. Of course I deserve to be banished from the family, to be cut off, shunned, ignored.

Look what liberalism has done! Look how it turned son against father, pupil against teacher! The sheer arrogance and selfishness of the liberal to think that everything is about him and his wants and desires! The chutzpah of absolving yourself from all duties towards family and heritage and going out to forge your own way with complete disregard for the beliefs and traditions that your ancestors died for! How evil this liberal individualism is with no sense of duty towards family and community! Look how much pain these secular atheistic ideologies have caused; how many parents they have robbed of their children; how many parents they have brought to the grave before their time.

Of course that’s not how I see things. Of course from where I sit it is their religious fanaticism that is the cause of all their pain. Of course for me parents have no right to expect their kids to be little copies of themselves. Kids are not there to live out the dreams and visions of their parents. We kids are individuals in our own right who must live as we see right whilst respecting our parents as family. In my world you take pride in your children not because their lives follow your blueprint, but because they live fulfilling lives in their own right through their own agency. In my world you don’t cut children off for making their own choices and for having their own beliefs. In my world you don’t brainwash kids to believe what you believe.

But that is my liberalism talking again. My parents are grieving and hurting and I talk ideology! This isn’t some abstract philosophical discussion: this is people’s lives we are playing with!

Mum and dad love me. They have to as I’m their firstborn. But they also know that I have betrayed them, hurt them, murdered them. They can’t forgive me – not that I have asked for forgiveness. They know that I have destroyed their family, their dream. They know that I am responsible for the tragedy that befell them. How can they not be upset? How can they not be angry at me? How can I expect them to show me love? Isn’t it just proper that they ignore me, forget me, excise me from memory? Why shouldn’t they mourn me like a dead one?

Mum and dad don’t talk to me for now. They say that it is too painful for them. Just remembering that I exist and that I have hurt them like this is too much to bear. Just picking up my call, answering my text is too much. Seeing me live my guilt- and remorse-free life is unbearable. Hearing my unrepentant voice, hearing that I am doing fine and thriving whilst they are the living dead – it’s all too much. God has once again let the righteous suffer whilst the wicked prosper. Why should they see me – the wicked and sinful – happy whilst they – the righteous and obedient – are in perpetual suffering? Where is God’s justice?

But mum and dad, whilst I am not repentant or remorseful, I do grieve and hurt with you. I don’t need to feel your pain because I have plenty of pain of my own. Whilst you grieve on your lost dreams and destroyed family, I grieve the loss of my parents and the disconnect from my siblings. I grieve being a son who is told that his parents must cut him out simply because the pain of hearing his voice is too great for them to bear. I suffer the knowledge that you blame on me all the ills that befell you and our family. It’s not an easy burden to carry.

I wish I could be for you a son. I wish that you were parents to me. I wish I could just pick up the phone to ask how you are without hearing the deep insufferable pain in your voices. I wish I had a normal family. I wish I could hear my brothers’ voices, my sisters’ laughter. But I can’t. I can’t because I have deviated from the path of tradition. I can’t because you have banished me. I wish you could accept me for how I am. I wish you could love me as your son. I wish you could take pride in my life achievements. But you can’t. You can’t because God told you to send me away from home like Abraham banished Yishmael. I can’t because liberalism – my new religion has put weird ideas into my head about autonomy freedom and choice.

Fuck God and fuck liberalism. Fuck those stupid, silly ideologies that have torn father and son apart, that have estranged mum from the first fruit of her womb.

Mum, dad, it is not you or me it is these stupid ideologies. Your God and my liberalism have conspired to destroy our lives. Let’s murder them! Let them both go and fuck themselves together so that we may live in peace happily ever after. Mum, dad, are you coming? Will you join me?

A grieving liberal who’d rather be a son

The Value-Ladenness of Theory

In our societal moral discourse we often claim to be able to justify our values by recourse to some empirical facts. We say that we care about group x because group x is oppressed; we fight against y because y is harmful. Here we are trying to justify our values (that we care for x and fight against y) in terms of empirical facts (that x is oppressed and y is harmful).

But as I have argued on here on multiple occasions recently and as is well known in philosophy, there is no strictly empirical way of of finding out exactly who is oppressed and what is harmful. In fact, that quest doesn’t even make sense, as terms like “oppressed” and “harmful” are highly normative terms (meaning that they have values built into their meaning, unlike terms like “chair” or “moon” etc) and normative facts cannot be discovered empirically.

This result is called in the philosophical literature “the value-ladenness of theory”. It means that theories are not strictly descriptive and empirical, but have values built into them. There is also a related result called “the theory-ladenness of observation”, which means that all gathering of evidence already presupposes some theory and so there is no way of gathering data in a purely detached manner and letting it guide us to a conclusion. Rather, in the choices that we make for the data-gathering and the ways in which we choose to interpret the data, we are bound to presuppose some theory.

In several of my recent posts I have given examples of how terms standardly used in sociological discourse are heavily value-laden. But it is worth repeating, as it is a result that is widely ignored even by educated people and which has far reaching consequences for our political and moral discourse.

The first thing to notice about society is its sheer complexity. Society is the most complex entity in the universe by far. Nothing in the universe – even complex star clusters, chaotic weather and turbulent flow – come even close to the complexity of society. In fact, we have good mathematical models to deal with some very complex systems, but we have no such models to deal with society as a whole. We cannot predict when pandemics will happen, when war will break out, or even who the next ruling party in government will be.

How do we make sense of such complex systems? How do we go about explaining what’s happening in society? We do this by reifying (bringing a concept into existence) highly abstract metaphysical entities and by artificially isolating and cutting off causal paths. Let’s look at these two in turn.

Strictly speaking, there are no men, no women, no races, no classes. There are only people, over 7 billion of them. Each of these billions of people are different from each other in an infinite number of ways. This is all we can say about humanity if we want to be precise and accurate and not presuppose any metaphysical, non-empirical entities. But this view isn’t very helpful, as we will need infinite pieces of information in order to describe people’s behaviour on this level. That’s why we reify sociological concepts.

We pretend that there is such a thing as “a woman” and we ask what it’s like to be a woman, what are some things we can say about women, etc. Strictly speaking, there is nothing what it’s like to be a woman; there is only what it’s like being person x at time t and person y at time t. Feminist philosophers have long questioned the meaningfulness of talking about “women” as a well defined concept. Let’s break it down.

Asking what it’s like being a woman seems like too broad. It seems obvious that your experiences will be impacted by other factors besides for womanhood. So let’s try being more specific: what is it like being a black woman in the UK? But this still seems too broad. Surely other factors besides for your gender, race and country will impact on how you experience the world. Let’s try again: what is it like being a black, working class woman in the UK? Still too broad, as different black, working class, UK women will experience the world differently depending on whether their (dis)ability, health, income, age, sexuality, etc.

Ok, so how about we try factoring all these in? What is it like being a black, cis, abled, straight, working class, …, woman living in the UK? Are we done now? Let’s ask this question differently: Do all black, cis, abled, straight, working class, …, women living in the UK experience the world identically? Well, obviously not. If we want to be more precise with our categories we are going to have include more identity factors. Once we have finished including all factors for which we have names in our language (such as gender, sexuality, class etc), we can now include factors for which we have no names. Here are examples of some factors that will have a bearing on one’s experience: having 3 children; having 3 children aged, 2, 5 and 13; having 3 children – a boy aged 2, a boy aged 5 and a girl aged 13; having 3 children – a neurotypical boy aged 2, a boy with autism aged 5 and a girl with back-problems aged 13; having 3 children – a neurotypical boy aged 2 who likes to play with friends, an autistic boy aged 5 who doesn’t like cereal and a girl with back problems aged 13 who is bullied in school.

As you can see, we can be more and more specific in describing a person’s experience and in trying to isolate what it feels like to be them. Eventually, we get down on the level of individuals and we are simply describing an individual’s life. So what has happened to the category of “woman”, or of “black woman”, or of “black, working class woman”? We have seen that there is no such thing as a woman or a woman’s experience and there is no such thing as a black woman or a black woman’s experience. But, conversely, having 7 billion sociologies, one for each individual member of society is completely uninformative.

What we therefore do is we reify metaphysical concepts (essentially, make them up) to help us simplify society. We imagine that there is this entity called “womanhood”, or “being a woman” and we try to find common experiences for all those that fit in with certain criteria who we are happy to call women. We do the same thing with race, sexuality, etc. The crucial point, however, is that these “carvings up of society” into these categories are not unique. Who to count as “black” for example is not unique: how dark does your skin colour need to be in order to count as black? How much black ancestry do you need to have in order to be black? Etc.

A second way in which these “carvings” are not unique is in making sense of the data. A topical example is police violence. We can show data that there is disproportionate police brutality against blacks. But the same data interpreted differently will say that it isn’t disproportionate violence against blacks, but against men. Yet a third interpretation will say that it’s about income; a fourth interpretation will say that it is black, men of a certain income; a fifth interpretation will find a psychological component to it as well; finally, a sixth interpretation will just enumerate all the victims of police brutality, name this group of people as “people likely to experience police brutality”, or “brutalisable” in short, and claim that the people whom police brutality really affects are “brutalisable” people.

If we want to ask which hypothesis is most supported by the data, we will find that the last one is. In fact there is 100% correlation between “brutalisable” people and people who are victims of police brutality. So it isn’t really about race, gender, income etc, but about “brutalisability”. Of course this is utterly uninformative. But here we are again at our result that there is always a trade-off between informativity and precision. What level of precision to sacrifice for what level of informativity is not a trivial matter and there is no unique way of doing it right.

So far we have looked at the reification of abstract entities (womanhood, race, class, etc) in order to make sense of the complexity of society. We have seen that there is no one unique way to do it and that there are an infinite number of possible entities that we can reify (such as “brutalisables”), depending on how it helps us understand society. Now I want to look at the second way in which we analyse society and that is through isolating and cutting off causal chains.

Suppose I ask for the reason of a specific sociological phenomenon. To give you a full picture of the reason, I can look at some causal chains, by asking what caused this phenomenon (very often asking for a reason, is asking for a causal chain). Strictly speaking, the cause of any phenomenon is the Big Bang. If not for that, then this phenomenon would not happen. But this is probably not informative and not what you asked for. You may ask for a more proximate cause, or for a cause that would explain why x happened instead of y, rather than a cause that would explain why there is something rather than nothing. I may then move on to the formation of the solar system as a more proximate cause. Still not informative. The evolution of life? Slightly more informative. The evolution of culture? A bit more informative. The history of Western society? Even more informative.

We see here the same trade off between giving the full picture and being informative. The fullest explanation of any phenomenon would be giving the full causal chain starting off from the Big Bang. But that is very uninformative. The more informative we want to be, the less of the causal chain we should be including. But deciding what bits of the causal chain to include and what to omit is not a trivial matter. Let’s make this more concrete through an example:

If I ask why single mothers are often poor, I can give any one of the causal components in the following list: because they have no one to feed them whilst they look after their children; because they got divorced; because they are not supported by the state; because we live in a brutal, capitalist society; because we live in a patriarchy; because we have an institution of marriage in the first place; because they chose to have kids; because they chose not to have abortions; because they haven’t given up their kids for adoption; because their exes are dicks who don’t pay their share; because thy don’t work hard enough; because they don’t kill themselves; because they don’t kill their children.

All of these listed are part of the causal chain in the sense that it is true that if one of these hadn’t happened then the plight of single mothers would have been different. It is true that it single mother all committed suicide then they wouldn’t be poor. Should we then include “not being willing to commit suicide” amongst the causes of poverty for single mothers?

But this brings us back to the idea that there is no unique way to conceptualise societal causes. Ultimately, what causes to include as the reasons for a phenomenon is a choice and there is no unique, or empirical, way of doing it.

I think that the way in which we settle these questions is by introducing a paradigm (what I am proposing is itself a paradigm). How do we decide what entities to reify and what parts of the causal chain to include in our analyses as informative? I think that we build up a paradigm, or a way of looking at things and we interpret the data through the lens of this paradigm. This paradigm is both theory-laden and value-laden in the following sense. For the theory-laden part, we use past results and conceptualisations to help us understand the data. The reason why we see police brutality as a race issue and not as a “brutalisables” issue, is because we already have a “theory” or conceptualisation about race and so we use the lens of race to interpret the data. We have no analogous theory of brutalisables.

For the value-ladenness, the reason why we don’t include the lack of suicide as a cause of poverty is because we don’t believe that poor people SHOULD commit suicide. Or, in other words, we don’t believe that our society SHOULD solve poverty by encouraging suicde. Whether we include capitalism or lack of government support as amongst the causes of poverty will depend on whether we believe that we SHOULD bring down capitalism and whether we believe that the government SHOULD support the poor. Thus our theories are value-laden.

Coming back to ideas of harm and oppression, I claimed that there is no uniquely empirical way of determining those without value-ladenness. If we want to decide who is oppressed, we need to have presuppositional values about how our society SHOULD look like, how rights SHOULD be distributed, what inequalities SHOULD be avoided and so on. We don’t count it as oppression of white people when a disproportionate number of mega-rich football players are black. We don’t count is as oppression that plus-sized people are underrepresented amongst Olympic athletes. Do we count it as oppression that rich people live more comfortably? That will depend on our values. If we have a communist bent, then we might count that as oppression. If we are more on the libertarian side of things, then we are unlikely to. What we count at oppression depends on our values and on how we envision the ideal society to be. There is no empirical way to determine this.

Likewise with harm. We don’t count it as harmful to throw sex offenders into jail, even though they will definitely suffer harm there. We don’t count it as harmful to drive a car, even though there is a statistical probability that you will kill someone. What we count as harmful is, again, dependent on what we envision the ideal society to be like and, ultimately, on our values.

Coming back to where I started, empirical data cannot be used to justify values. You cannot justify your values by appeal to what is harmful or oppressive, as to interpret these concepts you are already presupposing values. Ultimately, the data and our values are in a symbiotic relationship where they both need each other and both reinforce each other. Your values tell you how to interpret the data and the data – having been interpreted by your values – further shapes your values. To think that the data empirically vindicates your perspective and your paradigm is to misunderstand this relationship.

Ultimately, we think in paradigms. We build up a metaphysics of society based on our values and based on what conceptualisations and reified entities we find most conducive towards our understanding and our political aims. We are never talking about objective facts (unless we are referring to the raw, uninterpreted, data-points), but always about constructions and conceptualisations. Internalising this can help us understand better where disagreements in the moral, political and social realms come from and why they are here to stay. It can also help us be more compassionate and understanding towards those who see things differently to us. Rather than seeing them as “bad” or “wrong”, we can understand that they are operating within a different paradigm and are conceptualising things differently. There is no way of showing that they are wrong and we are right.

(Btw, none of this is novel. These results have been well known at least since Quine’s work in the 50s.)

The Value-Ledenness of Harm

When we care about issues, or feel empathy towards those who suffer, we do not deal with raw pain levels, degrees of suffering, or phenomenological experiences. Rather we build up a whole metaphysics based on our values and our conceptualisation of society and that informs us on how to act. This is the relativity of harm.

In society we deal with impossible causal complexity. Every possible action can result in any possible consequence in ways which are impossible to foretell. But since we do want to be able to blame some specific actions for some specific consequences, we have to build up an ontology, or a paradigm involving metaphysical entities such as structures, in order to tell us which causal paths to consider as more important than others. Which structures to include in our ontology and which causal paths to take into consideration will depend on our values and on how we envisage the ideal society.

Does divorce cause poverty for single mothers, or is it patriarchy? Well of course the complete causal chain leading up to poverty in any given case is infinitely complex, going back to the beginning of time. But that isn’t helpful. So depending on our values and how we hope a better society can look like, we will focus on one small part of the causal chain. Both divorce and patriarchy are metaphysical entities that we have reified in order to help us make sense of society. We are at liberty to choose either of them as the focus of our analysis and conceptualisation. Which one we choose will depend on our values.

Is police brutality caused by crime, or by racism? Again, both crime and racism or reified metaphysical concepts that are not empirically found in nature. Depending on our values we will choose to focus on one of them as a way to conceptualise the infinitely complex causal chain involved in any event. Both of these are paradigms that try to make sense of infinite complexity using a simplified model. Neither can be empirically verified. Neither are falsifiable.

Any set of sociological data can be cut up in an infinite number of ways. The variables we choose to focus on and the way in which we choose to cut up our data will ultimately depend on our values.

Is gender self-ID harmful or beneficial? Well, the actual chain of consequences from such a policy is infinitely complex. Will it harm women? Well, it clearly hurts and angers some of them. Should we care about that hurt? Or should we look at the hurt and anger that trans people feel in the absence of self-ID? Whose hurt should we prioritise? Whose hurt is more legitimate?

In general, we do not look at raw pain and make decisions based on that. Neo-Nazis have pain and anger too. Do we care about that? Should we listen to their grievances? Well, we don’t. Is it because their feelings is less important than those of others?

What we do is we have a set of values and reified metaphysical entities. This web of values and beliefs tells us whose pain to listen to and whose hurt to prioritse. We decide what our ideal society looks like and we sympathise with those who are hurt because our society does not look like that yet. We do not sympathise with those whose hurt comes from the fact that our society looks a bit more like our ideal society and a bit less like their ideal society.

To hammer home the point, it is very possible that traditionalists who dislike homosexuality feel as much pain now from the public presence of homosexuality than the pain that homosexuals felt during the time when homosexuality was not accepted in our society. So when we declare our support for the acceptance of homosexuality and decry homophobia it is not some kind of utilitarian minimisation of pain. We might not actually be reducing the overall pain in the world by making our society more accepting of homosexuality. Instead we are redistributing the pain. We decide that it is the traditionalists who should feel the pain and not the homosexuals.

Why do we decide that? That’s because of our vision of our preferred society. We prefer a society where people can express their sexual attraction and love, no matter what it is (well, that’s not actually true; we still don’t accept pedophilia, incest, bestiality, non-consensual sexual acts, etc). And that’s why we care about the homosexual’s pain because it is derived from the fact that our society is not yet at the ideal we want it to be. And we don’t care about the traditionalist’s pain because that derives from the fact that our society is a bit closer to our ideal society.

In general, there is no unique, empirical way to decide which actions are harmful and which aren’t. When you start thinking about you see that pretty much any act can be justified in some framework and pretty much any act can be condemned in another. The obvious ones in this category are abortion, capital punishment, gun rights, animal rights. None of these can be empirically shown to produce net happiness or net suffering according to a utilitarian calculus (which is why utilitarianism is useless as a normative ethical framework). Rather, we have to use our values about our ideal society to tell us which side of these debates to side with.

Doesn’t this analysis lead to moral relativism? Hell yea it does! It is impossible to understand society from a moralistic perspective. To understand society scientifically, you have to naturalise morality, which means seeing morality as emerging from people’s opinions, values and emotions. You cannot understand society if you take morality as some metaphysical entity over and above society.

Taking in and really becoming comfortable with the fact that morality is simply something that emerges from society’s values and attitudes, will help make sense of why society is so messy, why we will keep on having culture wars and emotive moral debates. In all these debates we are not dealing with “true” or “false” that we can just solve empirically and scientifically. We are dealing with personal values, emotions and experiences. These are bound to be subjective and are bound to differ from group to group. No two groups have the same reified metaphysics (which is why some of your friends don’t agree with you that the patriarchy exists, no matter how convinced you are that that is a proven fact) and no two groups have the same conception of harm.

All of this is inescapable and inevitable. You will never be able to convince the world that your morality is the right one because there is no such thing as THE right morality. So you face a choice: either you keep on getting angry and mad at people who don’t hold your values, or you embrace the subjective nature of values and learn to live in a world where people have different priorities to you and where people conceptualise harm in different ways to how you do.

Tl;Dr: There is no one, unique way to conceptualise harm. What we regard as harmful or not harmful has to do not only with the empirical facts, but with our values. Since there is no way to empirically or conceptually prove which values are the right ones and which the wrong ones (It’s not only impossible to prove; that endeavor is also conceptually meaningless), you are never going to convince others to conceptualise harm in the same way that you do. Understanding this helps explain the inevitability of culture wars and moral disagreements.

Intersectionality

We cannot treat people as having the same experiences of the world – we are told by intersectionality theory – as different identities intersect to give different people different experiences of the world.

Men and women experience the world differently. But so do black and white people. So we have four categories: white man, white woman, black man, black woman. But class interacts with these identities too, so each of these four categories split into two and we’ve got 8 categories to consider in our sociological descriptions of the world. Instead of talking about “people” in our theories, we need to talk about “white, working class woman” etc.

But we’re not finished. We have age, (dis)ability, sexuality, sexual identity, gender expression, religion, etc. Each of these categories multiplies these categories at least by a factor of 2 and so we get geometric growth. 10 identity forms gives us 2^10=1024 categories of oppression.

But of course there is no reason for why we should stop there. These identities will also interact with mental health, with character traits (for example whether you are introverted or extroverted), with family support, with health, with height, with looks (how handsome you are), etc etc.

But really, to give a complete description of how identities interact, we need to recognise that no two people experience the world alike. So really, the ultimate intersectionality is to have 7 billion+ sociologies, one for each person on the planet. To fail to do so is to fail to recognise that we each experience the world differently and that our identities interact with our experiences of the world in complex ways.

But of course describing the experiences of every person on the planet (even if that were possible) is not a theory, but a description of state of affairs. Inherent to a theory is the ability to be able to explain large and disparate classes of phenomena with one theory.

Here is an example from physics. In statistical mechanics we want to describe the behaviour of a gas. Any container of gas contains on the order of 10^23 particles (that is a 1 with 23 0s following it). Describing the motion of each particle is a) impossible (even with the most powerful computers that we have today) and b) uninforming. Having 10^23 equations of motion would not tell us much about the emerging thermodynamical properties we are interested in, such as temperature, pressure, entropy etc. Instead, we make a number of simplifying assumptions. We pretend that all the particles have the same, average energy, alongside some other simplifying assumptions. This allows us to make some easy, and surprisingly precise, calculations about the macro-properties of the gas.

The moral is, that a theory always makes simplifying assumptions. A theory never gives you the exact truth about every datum involved in it. It is a theory, rather than a mere inventory because rather than listing the data, it interprets it. It makes some simplifying assumptions (or models) and hopes to provide us with informative results.

In sociology too. Every theory is going to make some simplifying assumptions. It is going to assume some uniformity amongst people in order to give us some overall insights into society. By the very fact that it is a theory and not an “experience inventory”, it is not going to give us an accurate account of the experiences of each individual in the society.

But nor does an intersectional approach to sociology achieve that. You can describe the experiences of disabled, black, working class, transwomen and you still would have had to make many simplifying assumptions, as there isn’t one disabled-black-working-class-transwoman experience, since every individual in this group experiences the world differently based on a myriad of factors.

So ultimately you’ve got to make a choice about what level of analysis you are happy with. You might decide that you are happy with your sociology splitting the world into 16 categories and that you are happy with the simplifying assumptions that that level of analysis makes. Alternatively, you might want to have your sociological description of the world deal with 64 categories and will be happy with the simplifications that that level of descriptions has tom make.

But in equal measure, you might be happy with a sociological theory that treats all of humanity as one group. Or perhaps as 2, or 4. Ultimately, it is completely arbitrary which level of intersectionality you will find acceptable. All theories make simplifications and it is just a matter of preference how much simplification you find acceptable.