A long tired rant from a horny hippie in an existential crisis
Should i commit to total Amish pacifism? Should i recommit when i move to vegetarian eating, at the expense of what little muscle my working out to heavy metal has brought me (because after all, as a pro-lifer who doesn't want children, i can never have sex, so who needs muscles)? Should i listen to music like that monk playing those awful acoustic folk songs like "Samadhi Shoes" i just heard -- which won't stir the inner demons of anger or lust -- or should i consider anger and lust to be key ingredients in "rock 'n' roll 4 ever"?
Furthermore, should i say that abortion before quickening or brainwaves is okay (i can never support partial-birth), or is that just a cop-out 'cause i wanna get laid? is looking at porn okay, since the porn actresses might get pregnant and have abortions -- not to mention the whole degrading-women issue? Also, if we are ethically obligated to do positive good for others, exactly how much are we talking about (i discuss this in my Peter Singer post in more detail)? And on the "thou shalt not" side of ethics, what are we not supposed to do to others? Treat them unlike they want to be treated, i guess -- that's fine and steady, as far as it's defined. ("An it harm none, do what ye will" is the only reasonable thing the sociological/religious catastrophe of Wicca ever had). But of course we have to stop third parties from harming the second parties or reducing their freedoms -- A must stop C from hurting B, even if that means hurting B. Fine. But when do we know what to allow?
i feel guilty about most things i do, including staring at a computer screen till 12:30 a.m. when i should have meditated and gone to bed early instead of ruining my eyesight. What i'm trying to say is, i'm too sexy for this song and i'm logging off.