As I write this blog entry, I realize that there are other things that I should be doing. I have two (hopefully three) presentations coming up in the month of April and a bunch of papers and midterms that I should be dealing with. But for a moment it is worthwhile for me to take a breath and relax. This wasn’t really something that I created as a confessional. I’m not that blogger and, frankly, not that kind of person. But this is a moment that it seems appropriate.
I’m listening to Lupe Fiasco right now say things that have definitely been on his mind for years, and I think that’s an example worth following. So, here it goes.
A friend of mine posted as a facebook status:
”Taxing the high income members of society 36% is just a disincentive to be productive.” YES. Thank you, ag law professor!
That’s fine. I’m a fiscal conservative in a lot of ways. I will admit to having read and enjoyed Ayn Rand in high school, and am happy to cite Robert Nozick and Murray Rothbard as two of the most interesting and engaging political philosophers I’ve ever set my mind on. But I hear this, and it drives me nuts.
You need an incentive to make +$200,000 a year? How about putting food on the table for your family and sending your kids to college without taking out a second mortgage? How’s that for an incentive?
I recognize that the federal and state governments take considerably more money from the wealthy than from the poor in the United States, and a lot of that money goes to help those poor people who some of my conservative friends thing don’t deserve the government support. The government shouldn’t subsidize poverty. Fine. An enormous amount of government spending is spent subsidizing Viagra and political coups, and that’s disgusting. But how about we recognize that some of that money goes towards fighting infant mortality and educating kids so that maybe, someday, the average American 8th grader will actually be able to read at a 8th grade level, and will have a science teacher who majored in science.
The honors seminar that I take part in met today and discussed Nietzsche’s “The Birth of Tragedy.” I don’t like to defend Nietzsche. I find his philosophy totally off base when it comes to logic and epistemology, and I find him thoroughly frustrating in his anti-rationalist tendencies. But when a friend, who is one of the most literate people I have ever met, says that she stopped reading after she got through Nietzsche’s denunciation of Christianity because she thought it was weak, I had to hold my tongue.
I’d like to have said: “Really, I dug my way through C.S. Lewis’ Mere Christianity, one of the most absurd, fallacy-ridden loads of Christian charlatanism at your request, and you’re telling me you couldn’t get through a chapter of Nietzsche because of a half-dozen sentences rebuking Christianity? I sift though bullshit by every pseudo-intellectual Christian apologist my friends recommend to me, but they can’t read through and then challenge one apostate to Christianity?”
I’m used to stomaching hypocrisy, but that was a little much, especially after a long day.
That’s all I have for today, but I think I’m going to make the practice of venting into the blogosphere a little more common until I get the new project up and running.