Remundo wrote:Izy reasons about both COVID and physics. Digression, paralogism, figure of speech.
to sum up: to compensate for its weight, the plane (or the fly!) leans on the air and the air in turn leans on the ground.
It's relentless, and it ain't even mechanics fluids. It's Newton's 3rd law...
This is the principle of reciprocal actions.
I have the impression of reliving what I experienced several years ago with my colleagues and the workers of a forum.
I had been trying to "see" the thing for weeks. How many ways of showing the phenomenon had I tried? I don't know anymore and it doesn't matter because the logical arm wrestling is useless and what put an end to the discussions I had was the intervention of a third person seen as a referent.
School stuffed our brains with equations and theories with which we identified ("I am what I know") but also a whole hierarchical belief system like the political, philosophical and religious pyramids: we are 'depends on the referents, on the leader, on the one we see as a n+1 in our field without really seeing and understanding what is going on, we say "ok that's how it is", we admit and then we say “Ah but X said that!”.
How many formulas, how many theories have we accepted without seeing them, understanding them, linking them to reality? isn't that called believing? isn't that indoctrination?
So we don't see very clearly, we manipulate concepts. We try to reconstitute reality with reasoning that we put end to end. It works sometimes, it also leads to say that in a space where each grain of matter is attracted towards a center certain grains of matter can maintain a constant altitude without relying on those which are below.
How can such nonsense inhabit such intelligences? such intellectual capacities?
I started this discussion on this forum of philosophy to talk about that. How brains capable of solving complex logic problems can be reached with such blindness?
Doesn't our school system produce brains full of holes? punctiform intelligences that often arrive at responsibilities. To all of our misery, I'm sure.