THE SIDE OF GOOD
...presented by the very same philosopher who is (soon to be)
searchable on the internet as "King-errant Even"
The Side of Good
...a good place to find Even, the Philosopher
When I was a small child, I earnestly swore myself to The Side of Good, and, it turns out—despite what sophisticates overwhelmingly think these days—it really is something one can swear themselves to, because it’s real. As real as real things can get. For a long time now (as far as I've been able to discern), I’ve been the only analytical philosopher in the world who says so.
The main criticism of Analytical Philosophy is actually leveled by those philosophers of lower standards, who say that we restrain ourselves too much when we focus on veracity, Logic, and definitions; thus we supposedly cannot talk about anything important to life or to the human experience. Although my crowd is more than willing to sacrifice the latter for veracity, I always attempt the loftiest and rarest feats of philosophy: to achieve both. This site exists partly to describe some of my main work—my friends having urged me to go public for years. I finally agree, and here’s a hint: my main work has something to do with that phenomenon I swore allegiance to as a child, and with right and wrong.
More on that will come later; but for now, realize that this is a philosopher's website, and exists for many reasons—a central one being to finally go public about some of my main work, which is about Right and Wrong
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This will almost certainly be the most surprising thing you find on this entire website.
It's also about ideas and culture and research and community, and even entertainment. (The domain of philosophy is infinite and touches all knowledge, after all.) So this site has another main area or two:
Polymath Shizznazz:
As for the rest of my work, I’ll put some up here to entertain with my doings and writings. So you’ll likely want to see those, and you’ll want to check back—maybe do the RSS feed thing.
Community building for a Second Enlightenment:
This site is also ~potentially~ a way for the like-minded to connect to each other (check out the Nobility and Innocence page to be enticed to join an Appreciation Club).
I am an adorable little innocent philosopher. You want to know the truth? I think I was a philosophical prodigy; and I wonder if, having started so early in life, when I was so innocent, it allowed me to deeply formulate and lock in these ways I have of understanding the world that are so uncorrupted and … eternally fresh. But let’s not get too abstract quite yet.
Instead, read these two specific policies of mine to get an idea of what I mean, and also to get a sense of my M.O. Also, realize that I’m serious about these policies as policies: if you ever even ever want to speak to me, Even, ever again; forsooth, you must adhere. Good? Good. Now I don’t have to hand out laminated cards to everyone.
It may rub some people the wrong way for me to begin a paragraph this way, but…, I’m a sage;
like for realz, yo;
… but like… for reeaalz.
I make that claim… and indeed I have a little something to back it up, if you have any doubts: a little booklet you can order here. Sagacity and innocence… they would seem like such a winning combination.
We’ll see.
So like I said, I was a philosophical prodigy, which made me a lot like a person suffering from Locked-In Syndrome. I was able to understand so much, but didn't know how to express almost any of it. Keep that in mind. By the time I was a teenager, I wasn't like the other kids: I didn't have any teen angst, like the other kids, you see? Whether about the best ways to understand a concept, how to reason logically, or anything to do with justice, etc.; I had unlimited answers to the important things in life, and what I didn't know but needed to, I'd relax on, and then discover like clockwork, within 2, 1/2 weeks. That was the rule. 2,1/2 weeks. As the sun rose and set, it never failed. Well, ... until it did. At the age of 17, I asked a question to myself (I can't remember what), and later received the answer (accompanied by parables and examples, all on a mental silver platter, all at once, as was customary for me); but then something seemed off: not about the answer, which was obviously correct, but something else. It had been THREE WEEKS since I'd asked!! NOT 2,1/2! I was very weirded out. Previous to that, I'd fleetingly wondered whether this seeming-superpower were
supernatural in origin--though such a question was clearly not important to answer in the short run, so was not something I dwelled upon.
In any case, you get the idea: I'd come so much further than those around me, and so, as you might imagine, I felt a weight of duty: to teach society about morality. But, of course, as a teenager, I tried to do so nonverbally.
That didn't go well.
There's a whole plot arc that intimately ties my life--especially the early part--to The Side of Good; it's pretty interesting--this great social experiment I turned my life into--but I don't want to steal the thunder of my future stories.
I tell stories, and I've got lots. I'm also prodigious in producing philosophies on many topics. There's even a thread that runs through every one of my major projects (other than engineering). Ultimately, everything I'm attracted to working on, I am for the same core reason: I've always been enamored by the fact that the world can be such a better place if humans think just so--in just certain ways. I don't mean regarding their static 'values', but, rather, the way they 'understand' the facts.
And perhaps because I think it's so important, I take time to make my projects wondrous. Wondrous or bust. And nothing seems remotely as important as my main work, which is a bit of a curse in general. I don't even have time to be doing all this. What am I doing? Writing a bio and a website? It's all to start a social ball rolling.
I hope it's for the best.