“ethics is not cheating at solitare” – el Loco Gringo

It’s doing the right thing when no one is watching.   This is different than honesty, which is doing the right thing when someone is watching. Or maybe because someone is watching.

Religion’s monopoly in the field of ethics has made it extremely difficult to communicate the emotional meaning and connotations of a rational view of life. Just as religion has preempted the field of ethics, turning morality against man, so it has usurped the highest moral concepts of our language, placing them outside this earth and beyond man’s reach. “Exaltation” is usually taken to mean an emotional state evoked by contemplating the supernatural. “Worship” means the emotional experience of loyalty and dedication to something higher than man. “Reverence” means the emotion of a sacred respect, to be experienced on one’s knees. “Sacred” means superior to and not-to-be-touched-by any concerns of man or of this earth. Etc. “yet these words can be very accurate if one strips away the religious overtones, Walt”

It does not matter that only a few in each generation will grasp and achieve the full reality of man’s proper stature–and that the rest will betray it. It is those few that move the world and give life its meaning–and it is those few that I have always sought to address. The rest are no concern of mine; it is not me or The Fountainhead that they will betray: it is their own souls. (the un-locked Walt)

“To me–it’s being left, unarmed, in a sealed cell with a drooling beast of prey or a maniac who’s had some disease that’s eaten his brain out. You’d have nothing then but your voice–your voice and your thought. You’d scream to that creature why it should not touch you, you’d have the most eloquent words, the unanswerable words, you’d become the vessel of the absolute truth. And you’d see living eyes watching you and you’d know that the thing can’t hear you, that it can’t be reached, not reached, not in any way, yet it’s breathing and moving there before you with a purpose of its own. That’s horror. Well, that’s what’s hanging over the world, prowling somewhere through mankind, that same thing, something closed, mindless, utterly wanton, but something with an aim and a cunning of its own. I don’t think I’m a coward, but I’m afraid of it. And that’s all I know–only that it exists. I don’t know its purpose, I don’t know its nature.” (I do “Taboo” Walt)

“Now you see how difficult it is to discuss these things when our entire language is the language of individualism, with all its terms and superstitions. identity’–it’s an illusion, you know. But you can’t build a new house out of crumbling old bricks. You can’t expect to understand me completely through the medium of present-day conceptions. We are poisoned by the superstition of the ego. We cannot know what will be right or wrong in a selfless society, nor what we’ll feel, nor in what manner. ”

“Money is the barometer of a society’s virtue…when you see corruption being rewarded and honesty becoming a self-sacrifice—you may know that your society is doomed” (Rand, 2002).

Alice in wonderland

“I can’t believe that!” said Alice.
“Can’t you?” the Queen said in a pitying tone. “Try again: draw a long breath, and shut your eyes.”
Alice laughed. “There’s no use trying,” she said: “one can’t believe impossible things.”
“I daresay you haven’t had much practice,” said the Queen. “When I was your age, I always did it for half-an-hour a day. Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.” (I am asking people to believe the impossible, Walt)


“It is not the works, but the belief which is here decisive and determines the order of rank–to employ once more an old religious formula with a new and deeper meaning,–it is some fundamental certainty which a noble soul has about itself, something which is not to be sought, is not to be found, and perhaps, also, is not to be lost.–The noble soul has reverence for itself.–” (Friedrich
Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil.)

“There are two types of people in the world. Centered and un-Centered. The centered have substance, a belief system that is central to who they are. It may be self esteem, it may be religion, it may be an innate sense of good and evil. They have an internal compass to show them a direction in life. They have goals, aspirations and dreams. They are a joy to be around.

el Loco Gringo

The un-centered frighten me, I don’t know where they are coming from. Instead of a center, There is an abyss, a hole in the soul, if you will. No matter what arguments you use, no matter the facts, logic, morality etc. All attempts at communication fall into the abyss. They pretend to be human. They are the living un-dead. They are zombies. A walking caricature of a human that wants to eat my brain.

There are two types of zombies, assholes and idiots. They form a symbiotic relationship in which the assholes beat the shit out of the idiots, and the idiots allow themselves to get the shit beat out of them. It is an obscene perversion of humanity”

Using the 80/20 rule out of a sample of 100
There is one un-locked and centered (- taboo)
19 centered (locked)
20 assholes (locked)
60 idiots (locked)

That’s what troubles me about dealing with idiots.  Their actions are situational.  It depend on what they estimate their chances of being caught are.   A centered, in contrast, can always be depended on to do the right thing, to not steal and to cheat on their taxes (which I consider to be the moral obligation of all Americans)

3 Responses to “Ethics”

  1. Did not know Ann Rand until you’ve introduced her writings. Will have to check out some of her books. They make as much sense, if not more, today, than when written several generations ago.


    michael j

  2. ellocogringo Says:

    I’ve got a few of her ebooks, give me about an hour and check back here walt

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