The stakes seem to me more a matter of identity and respect, as it were: an effort to see oneself - and be treated day-to-day as - a difference difference among differences, rather than a deviation from a standard. — StreetlightX
Unfortunately, we are early in the controlled studies here in the USA with our Veterans using Cannabis to treat PTS because this study suggests that not only can Cannabis be used in the treatment of PTS but it COULD keep the memory that caused the PTS from ever taking permanent hold of the mind. — ArguingWAristotleTiff
We're in agreement there so I suspect you're interpreting something in my text I didn't intend there. I think it's quite easy to compare countries in a variety of measures and the "haves" in the USA will deny they have any bearing on anything because whatever we have in Europe they can buy better. Which is true and simultaneously misses the point by about a mile. — Benkei
Should I move back to Europe and apply for citizenship in Germany or Scandanavia?
You can't. Their immigration laws are too strict. Irony much? — Hanover
Bullshit. Northern Europe: the closest thing to paradise on earth. Unless you're an egotistical materialist consumer of course. — Benkei
Apart from its utility in showing unsuspected possibilities, philosophy has a value—perhaps its chief value—through the greatness of the objects which it contemplates, and the freedom from narrow and personal aims resulting from this contemplation. The life of the instinctive man is shut up within the circle of his private interests: family and friends may be included, but the outer world is not regarded except as it may help or hinder what comes within the circle of instinctive wishes. In such a life there is something feverish and confined, in comparison with which the philosophic life is calm and free. The private world of instinctive interests is a small one, set in the midst of a great and powerful world which must, sooner or later, lay our private world in ruins. Unless we can so enlarge our interests as to include the whole outer world, we remain like a garrison in a beleagured fortress, knowing that the enemy prevents escape and that ultimate surrender is inevitable. In such a life there is no peace, but a constant strife between the insistence of desire and the powerlessness of will. In one way or another, if our life is to be great and free, we must escape this prison and this strife.