Immanuel Kant died at 79 having almost certainly never been with a woman in his life. he also split the entire history of philosophy into before him and after him.
he never married. never traveled more than 40 miles from Königsberg, the town where he was born. his daily walk was so precise that neighbors set their clocks by it. every ounce of energy his body produced went through the same narrow channel for eight decades: pure thought.
the critique of pure reason, the book that rebuilt the foundations of human knowledge, came out of that discipline. philosophers describe the depth of sustained abstraction in it as almost inhuman. holding chains of reasoning in the mind for years, refining a single argument for a decade. that kind of cognitive endurance isn't talent. it's fuel management.
Kant understood exactly what he was doing. he wrote about mastery over inclination as the foundation of a free will. a man ruled by his appetites, in his framework, isn't free at all. he's a passenger in a body that makes his decisions for him.
the deepest thinker of the modern era ran his entire life as a retention experiment and produced work that outlived every empire of his century.
total energy discipline for 79 years. the results are still on every philosophy syllabus on earth.
The University of Cambridge can boast 126 Nobel Prizes. That’s more than any other university in the world except Harvard, and it does it on an endowment that is one twentieth the endowment of Harvard. In the Nobel ranking, Cambridge beats MIT, Chicago, Columbia, Oxford, and Yale (in that order). Cambridge, the university of Newton, Hawking, Russell, Wittgenstein, Moore, Keynes, Crick, Sanger, Kendrew, Perutz, Rutherford, Chadwick, Turing, Maxwell, Brenner, the list goes on and on, Cambridge is beyond question one of the very greatest universities in the world. The list of immense distinction continues to the present day. It is tragic, and deeply unfair, that the reputation of this truly great university should suffer at the hands one unfortunate anomaly, the Department of Education.
@bleymingus@RichardDawkins It's all so tiresome
How can these people sit down at college with the world's leading Physicists and Engineers and not be utterly ashamed
Professor Hilary Cremin, the head of Cambridge University’s education faculty, is best known as the woman who fawned over her new hire, Jason Arday, as “the best in the world.”
Now here is further evidence that Cremin, and the department she runs, have completely lost their faculties. Cam, the university’s alumni magazine, runs a regular feature entitled “This idea must die.”
Last month, in a bizarre, stream-of-consciousness contribution to that slot, Professor Cremin nominated for death….the school system.
✍️ Andrew Gilligan
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Joe Jackson was a Georgia man who had already fought two wars before Vietnam. He flew B-25 bombers in World War II and 107 combat missions in Korea. By 1968 he was a lieutenant colonel flying something far less glamorous than a fighter, a C-123 Provider, a big, slow, twin engine cargo hauler. And it was in that lumbering transport that, on May 12, 1968, he did one of the most astonishing things any pilot did in the entire war.
The Special Forces camp at Kham Duc was being overrun and evacuated. In the chaos, a three man Air Force combat control team was accidentally left behind on the airstrip, three men alone as the enemy poured onto the field. The North Vietnamese had already set up guns right on the runway and were raking it with mortars, machine guns, and recoilless rifles. The strip was flatly declared impossible to land on. Aircraft that tried to get in were being shot up. Those three men were, by any reasonable measure, lost.
Joe Jackson volunteered to go get them, in his cargo plane. He could not do a normal approach, so he did something insane and brilliant. He rolled his C-123 into a steep dive from altitude, plunging toward the runway at maximum speed to give the enemy the smallest possible window, then slammed the big transport down onto the cratered, burning strip and stood on the brakes. The three trapped men sprinted from cover and threw themselves aboard. As they did, a North Vietnamese recoilless rifle round skidded across the runway straight at his aircraft and stopped just in front of it without exploding. Jackson shoved the throttles forward, hauled the loaded plane back into the air through the gunfire, and flew all three men out alive.
An American aircraft circling overhead happened to photograph his C-123 sitting on that runway in the middle of it all. It is said to be possibly the only photograph in existence of a Medal of Honor action as it happened.
President Johnson gave Joe Jackson the Medal of Honor in 1969. A veteran of three wars who, in a slow cargo plane everyone said could not do it, dove into an overrun airfield to bring three strangers home. He lived a long life and died in 2019 at the age of 95.
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Rhaenyra going to Daemon because she can’t sleep and feels safest with him, instinctively seeking him out when she needs comfort…easily one of the best Daemyra moments.
— remember, they lay awake on their respective sides of the bed in S2 🥺
I was hoping this sad story would end and we could all move on from Walter Mitty. But no.
So allow me to give my opinion.
He was a mentally ill liar who got opportunities because he was black and a bit retarded.
When challenged he killed himself. This was the act of a coward. He had a young family and he abandoned them. Coward.
Jason Arday is the modern British man. Weak. Pathetic. Living in a make believe world. Over feminised. And spending all his time in a career which is worthless and offers nothing of value.
He should not be praised. He should not be vilified. He should be pitied and used as an example of what men should never do or become.
The only victims of this sad story are his children. And regardless of how little he thought of them, they deserved better.
The lesson of this story is make sure you are better than Jason. Do not fall into the same mistakes and crumble under the pressure. For if you do, you were never a man of real value. Only the resemblance of one.
Men need tough love and the truth.