Why Bother? - The Musical
Blogged by James Preece on 10th June 2008
Alas no, there is no musical. I lied to make the title sound more exciting. But it is true that Fr Massie said my last 'Why Bother?' was too long and boring. So... here's the short version.
Things don't just happen for no reason.
You know, stuff doesn't just magically appear in the sky Monty Python stylee. Trains are caused by a whole team of engineers and designers who are in turn caused by the sort of behaviour you can't describe on a family blog by their parents who were in turn caused by their parents etc etc until you have fish on a planet caused by a primeval ooze or something. The planet came from rocks that were just floating around... or, perhaps they came from dust... which came from... um... here's an idea. Everything just popped in the existence out of nowhere with a big bang.
Somehow, somewhere, something happened for no reason.
Things have no choice.
Electrons follow the laws of physics. Magnetic field says go left, they go left. Magnetic field says go right, they go right. Stick them in a copper wire and push them around. They move around. Create a complex system of copper wires and push them around. They move around. They don't "think". They have no choice. They do what they do. Except in the case of James Preece. James can choose. He has free will. I know because I am him and I say so.
Some things have a choice.
Things are not right or wrong, they just are.
There is no physical property called 'morality'. You can't measure it. It isn't there. Only it is.
Some things are right and wrong.
Happy now?

















Reader Comments
Mark said...
I think the first version was perfectly okay, better than the synopsis here. I suppose you could have divided it up into smaller parts.
James said...
Well Fr Massie said the first version was too long... and you wouldn't disagree with a priest would you?
Graham said...
Say what you like about my intelligence but I didn't read the last one, it was too long for my flick between blogs.
Thanks for the 'for dummies' version.
James said...
That's a good point... when I flick between blogs I only read short blog entries and headers... oh, and look at pictures.
I should learn from that, or something...
Mark said...
Your intelligence smells. :)
(emoticon only provided because only people I know can be expected to tell that I'm joking)
James said...
Well I don't like your face!
Mark said...
Does this mean that you don't understand the thread history on your own blog?
At any rate, my face can deal with that. I like my face; I put food in it and it gets digested, there's holes in it for me to breathe through, it has eyes for seeing, a nose for smelling, ears for hearing, and if you put beer in it, it makes Monica make a disapproving face and noises.
I have a wicked face.
James said...
Yeah I understand the thread history... I realise of course that you were insulting Graham's intelligence and that your so called emoticon was simply a thinly disguised ruse to avoid accusations of unkindness.
You digest food in your face?
Mark said...
"I put food in it and it gets digested". I retract nothing.