Sunday, August 17, 2025

 Why people think Trump is good - by David Brooks/The Atlantic

There’s a question that’s been bugging me for nearly a decade. How is it that half of America looks at Donald Trump and doesn’t find him morally repellent? He lies, cheats, steals, betrays, and behaves cruelly and corruptly, and more than 70 million Americans find him, at the very least, morally acceptable. Some even see him as heroic, admirable, and wonderful. What has brought us to this state of moral numbness?

I’m going to tell you a story that represents my best explanation for how America has fallen into this depressing condition. It’s a story that draws heavily on the thinking of Alasdair MacIntyre, the great moral philosopher, who died in May at age 94. It’s a story that tries to explain how Western culture evolved to the point where millions of us—and not just Republicans and Trump supporters—have been left unable to make basic moral judgments.

The story begins a long time ago. Go back to some ancient city—say, Athens in the age of Aristotle. In that city, the question “How do you define the purpose of your life?” would make no sense. Finding your life’s purpose was not an individual choice. Rather, people grew up within a dense network of family, tribe, city, and nation. They inherited from these entities a variety of duties, responsibilities, and obligations. They also inherited a social role, serving the people around them as soldiers, farmers, merchants, mothers, teachers.

Each of these social roles came with certain standards of excellence, a code to determine what they ought to do. There was an excellent way of being a warrior, a mother, a friend. In this moral system, a person sought to live up to those standards not only for the honor and money it might bring them, but because they wanted to measure up. A teacher would not let a student bribe his way to a higher grade, because that would betray the intrinsic qualities of excellence inherent in being a teacher.

By being excellent at my role, I contribute to the city that formed me. By serving the intrinsic standards of my practice, I gradually rise from being the mediocre person I am toward becoming the excellent person I could be. My life is given meaning within this lifelong journey toward excellence and full human flourishing. If I do this journey well, I have a sense of identity, self-respect, and purpose. I know what I was put on this Earth to do, and there is great comfort and fulfillment in that.

If all of this sounds abstract, let me give you a modern example. At his 2005 induction into the Baseball Hall of Fame, the former Chicago Cub Ryne Sandberg described his devotion to the craft of baseball: “I was in awe every time I walked onto the field. That’s respect. I was taught you never, ever disrespect your opponents or your teammates or your organization or your manager and never, ever your uniform. You make a great play, act like you’ve done it before; get a big hit, look for the third-base coach and get ready to run the bases.”

Sandberg gestured to the Hall of Fame inductees seated around him. “These guys sitting up here did not pave the way for the rest of us so that players could swing for the fences every time up and forget how to move a runner over to third. It’s disrespectful to them, to you, and to the game of baseball we all played growing up.” He continued: “I didn’t play the game right because I saw a reward at the end of the tunnel. I played it right because that’s what you’re supposed to do—play it right and with respect.”

Sandberg’s speech exemplifies this older moral code, with its inherited traditions of excellence. It conferred a moral template to evaluate the people around us and a set of moral standards to give shape and meaning to our lives.

Fast-forward from ancient Athens a thousand-plus years to the Middle Ages. Judaism, Christianity, and Islam changed the standards for what constituted human excellence, placing more value on compassion and humility, but people still shared a few of the old assumptions. Individuals didn’t choose their own morality—there was an essential moral order to the universe. Neither did they choose their individual life’s purpose. That, too, was woven into the good of their community—to serve society in some role, to pass down their way of life, to obey divine law.

Then came the 17th-century wars of religion, and the rivers of blood they produced. Revulsion toward all that contributed to the Enlightenment, with its disenchantment with religion and the valorization of reason. Enlightenment thinkers said: We can’t keep killing one another over whose morality is right. Let’s privatize morality. People can come up with their own values, and we will learn to live with that diversity.

Crudely put, the Enlightenment took away the primacy of the community and replaced it with the primacy of the autonomous individual. It created neutral public systems such as democracy, law, and free speech to give individuals a spacious civil order within which they could figure their own life. Common morality, if it existed at all, was based on reason, not religious dogmatism, and devotion to that common order was voluntary. Utilitarianism was one such attempt at creating this kind of rational moral system—do the thing that will give people pleasure; don’t do the thing that will cause others pain.

I think the Enlightenment was a great step forward, producing, among other things, the American system of government. I value the freedom we now have to craft our own lives, and believe that within that freedom, we can still hew to fixed moral principles. Look at the Reverend Martin Luther King Jr. if you doubt me.

There’s an old joke that you can tell what kind of conservative a person is by what year they want to go back to. I’d say the decline of a shared morality happened over the past 60 years with the rise of hyper-individualism and moral relativism. MacIntyre, by contrast, argued that the loss of moral coherence was baked into the Enlightenment from its start, during the 18th century. The Enlightenment project failed, he argued, because it produced rationalistic systems of morals too thin and abstract to give meaning to actual lives. It destroyed coherent moral ecologies and left autonomous individuals naked and alone. Furthermore, it devalued the very faculties people had long used to find meaning. Reason and science are great at telling you how to do things, but not at answering the fundamental questions: Why are we here? What is the ultimate purpose of my life? What is right and what is wrong?

And then in the 19th and 20th centuries, along came the crew who tried to fill the moral vacuum the Enlightenment created. Nietzsche, for example, said: God is dead. We have killed him. Reason won’t save us. It’s up to heroic autonomous individuals to find meaning through some audacious act of will. We will become our own gods! Several decades later, Lenin, Mao, and Hitler came along, telling the people: You want some meaning in your life? March with me.

Psychologists have a saying: The hardest thing to cure is the patient’s attempt to self-cure. We’ve tried to cure the moral vacuum MacIntyre saw at the center of the Enlightenment with narcissism, fanaticism, and authoritarianism—and the cure turned out to be worse than the disease.

Today, we live in a world in which many, or even most, people no longer have a sense that there is a permanent moral order to the universe. More than that, many have come to regard the traditions of moral practice that were so central to the ancient worldview as too inhibiting—they get in the way of maximum individual freedom. As MacIntyre put it in his most famous book, After Virtue, “Each moral agent now spoke unconstrained by the externalities of divine law, natural teleology, or hierarchical authority.” Individuals get to make lots of choices, but they lack the coherent moral criteria required to make these choices well.

After Virtue opens with MacIntyre’s most famous thought experiment. Imagine, he writes, that somebody took all of the science books that have ever been written and shredded them. Meanwhile, all of the scientists have been killed and all of the laboratories burned down. All we are left with are some random pages from this science textbook or that. We would still have access to some scientific phrases such as neutrino or mass or atomic weight, but we would have no clue how they all fit together.

Our moral life, he asserts, is kind of like that. We use words like virtue and phrases like the purpose of life, but they are just random fragments that don’t cohere into a system you can bet your life on. People have been cut off from any vision of their ultimate purpose.

How do people make decisions about the right thing to do if they are not embedded in a permanent moral order? They do whatever feels right to them at the moment. MacIntyre called this “emotivism,” the idea that “all moral judgments are nothing but expressions of preference, expressions of attitude or feeling.” Emotivism feels natural within capitalist societies, because capitalism is an economic system built around individual consumer preferences.

One of the problems with living in a society with no shared moral order is that we have no way to settle arguments. We have no objective standard by which to determine that one view is right and another view is wrong. So public arguments just go on indefinitely, at greater levels of indignation and polarization. People use self-righteous words to try to get their way, but instead of engaging in moral argument, what they’re really doing is using the language of morality to enforce their own preferences.

If no one can persuade anybody about right and wrong, then there are only two ways to settle our differences: coercion or manipulation. Each of us comes to regard other members of society as simply means to our ends, who can be coerced into believing what we believe. (Welcome to corporate DEI programs.) Alternatively, advertisers, demagogues, and influencers try to manipulate our emotions so we will end up wanting what they want, helping them get what they want. (Welcome to the world of that master manipulator, Donald Trump.)

In the 1980s, the philosopher Allan Bloom wrote a book arguing that in a world without moral standards, people just become bland moral relativists: You do you. I’ll do me. None of it matters very much. This is what Kierkegaard called an aesthetic life: I make the choices that feel pleasant at the moment, and I just won’t think much about life’s ultimate concerns. As MacIntyre put it, “The choice between the ethical and the aesthetic is not the choice between good and evil, it is the choice whether or not to choose in terms of good and evil.”

But the moral relativism of the 1980s and ’90s looks like a golden age of peace and tranquility compared with today. Over the past 30 years, people have tried to fill the hole in their soul by seeking to derive a sense of righteousness through their political identities. And when you do that, politics begins to permeate everything and turns into a holy war in which compromise begins to seem like betrayal.

Worse, people are unschooled in the virtues that are practical tools for leading a good life: honesty, fidelity, compassion, other-centeredness. People are rendered anxious and fragile. As Nietzsche himself observed, those who know why they live can endure anyhow. But if you don’t know why you’re living, then you fall apart when the setbacks come.

Society tends to disintegrate. Ted Clayton, a political scientist at Central Michigan University, put it well: “MacIntyre argues that today we live in a fragmented society made up of individuals who have no conception of the common good, no way to come together to pursue a common good, no way to persuade one another what the common good might be, and indeed most of us believe that the common good does not and cannot exist.”

Along comes Trump, who doesn’t even try to speak the language of morality. When he pardons unrepentant sleazeballs, it doesn’t seem to even occur to him that he is doing something that weakens our shared moral norms. Trump speaks the languages we moderns can understand. The language of preference: I want. The language of power: I have the leverage. The languages of self, of gain, of acquisition. Trump doesn’t subsume himself in a social role. He doesn’t try to live up to the standards of excellence inherent in a social practice. He treats even the presidency itself as a piece of personal property he can use to get what he wants. As the political theorist Yuval Levin has observed, there are a lot of people, and Trump is one of them, who don’t seek to be formed by the institutions they enter. They seek instead to use those institutions as a stage to perform on, to display their wonderful selves.

So of course many people don’t find Trump morally repellent. He’s just an exaggerated version of the kind of person modern society was designed to create. And Democrats, don’t feel too self-righteous here. If he was on your team, most of you would like him too. You may deny it, but you’re lying to yourself. Few of us escape the moral climate of our age. As MacIntyre himself put it, “The barbarians are not waiting beyond the frontiers; they have already been governing us for quite some time. And it is our lack of consciousness of this that constitutes part of our predicament.”

MacIntyre was a radical—both of the left and the right. He wanted us to return to the kind of coherent, precapitalist moral communities that existed before the Enlightenment project failed, locally at first and then on a larger scale. That’s the project that a lot of today’s post-liberals have embarked upon, building coherent communities around stronger gods—faith, family, flag.

I confess I find many of the more recent post-liberals—of both left- and right-wing varieties—absurd. People who never matured past the first week of grad school can spin abstract theories about re-creating some sort of totalistic solidarity, but what post-liberalism amounts to in real life is brutal authoritarianism. (A century ago, Marxists talked in similarly lofty terms about building solidarity, but what their ideas led to in the real world was a bunch of gangster states, such as the Soviet Union.)

We’re not walking away from pluralism, nor should we. In fact, pluralism is the answer. The pluralist has the ability to sit within the tension created by incommensurate values. A good pluralist can celebrate the Enlightenment, democratic capitalism, and ethnic and intellectual diversity on the one hand and also a respect for the kind of permanent truths and eternal values that MacIntyre celebrates on the other.

A good pluralist can see his or her life the way that the former Cub Ryne Sandberg saw his—subservient to a social role, willing to occasionally sacrifice immediate self-interest in order to get the runner into scoring position.

Recovering from the moral scourge of Trumpism means restoring the vocabulary that people can use to talk coherently about their moral lives, and distinguish a person with character from a person without it.

We don’t need to entirely reject the Enlightenment project, but we probably need to recalibrate the culture so that people are more willing to sacrifice some freedom of autonomy for the sake of the larger community. We need to offer the coming generations an education in morals as rigorous as their technical and career education. As the ancients understood, this involves the formation of the heart and the will as much as the formation of the rational mind.

These are the kinds of humanistic endeavors that MacIntyre devoted himself to, and they are part of the legacy he leaves behind.

Saturday, February 8, 2025

 Cardio and BMI

When I run I use my Apple watch. This gives me (in the Health app) an estimate of my V02Max. Supposedly it is accurate and my number is usually around 44.7. 


I wanted a second opinion so I went to our YMCA which Egym machines which are pretty fun machines for weight lifting etc.  They give results on a variety of measurement. I finally managed to do their cardio test which is treadmill running to exhaustion (it took me 16 minutes tp get to 163 bpm. Note, supposed max BPM is 155bpm).


Apparently, I have the flexibilty of a 63 year old, the strength of a 34 year old, the cardio of a 28 year old and the metabolism of a 69 year old (thanks to the archaic BMI tests!),

Now I just need to grow 4 inches taller to fix the BMI problem


I decided to fix the stupid BMI measurement by looking at the BMR (Basal Metabolic Rate). There are two ways to estimate this.


 BMR = 10W + 6.25H - 5A + 5


 BMRF = 370 + 21.6(1 - F)W


Where H = height = 165cms tall (5’ 5”), W = weight = 77kg (170 lbs), A = age = 67 years old and F = body Fat which you allegedly can get from the stupid BMI via


For men, F = (1.20 x BMI) + (0.23 x Age) – 16.2, while for women, F = (1.20 x BMI) + (0.23 x Age) – 5.4.


Also, BMI = W/H*H


So my BMI = 28.3%

and hence my F = 33%


So my BMR = 1,476 cal/day and my BMRF = 1,487 cal day


However, 4 years ago dexascan measured my body fat at 23%. I tried 3 body fat calculators (which use waist, neck, arm measurements as well as age, height, weight) give my body fat = 25%. So this  puts my BMRF = 1617 cal/day

Friday, February 7, 2025

Hello.

I used DeepSeek to write this story. I prompted it with:-

"I need a plot for a story which is an allegory of Donald Trumps political life written like Jonathan Swift would write."

It wrote this plot outline for a satirical allegory inspired by Donald Trump's political life, written in the style of Jonathan Swift—sharp, biting, and laced with absurdity and moral critique.


Interesting work. Fun writing

Norm 




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Title: The Great Gilded Peacock: A Tale of Feathers and Folly

Setting: The fantastical kingdom of Nouveau Richesse, a land obsessed with wealth, spectacle, and self-promotion, where the loudest voice often drowns out reason.


Plot Summary:

In the bustling, gaudy kingdom of Nouveau Richesse, a flamboyant Peacock rises to power. This Peacock, named Lord Goldplume, is no ordinary bird. His feathers shimmer with a false brilliance, each one inscribed with boasts of his own greatness. He builds towering monuments to himself—golden towers that pierce the clouds—and claims they are the tallest, the grandest, the most luxurious in all the land. Yet, the towers are hollow, filled with nothing but hot air and the echoes of his own voice.


Lord Goldplume begins as a court jester, entertaining the masses with his outrageous antics and grandiose claims. He amasses a following of loyal admirers, who are dazzled by his glittering plumage and his promises to "make Nouveau Richesse glorious again." He rails against the established order, blaming the kingdom's woes on the "nattering crows" (the intellectuals) and the "migratory geese" (immigrants), who he claims are stealing the worms from the hardworking local sparrows.


Through a combination of cunning, charisma, and sheer volume, Goldplume ascends to the throne. His reign is marked by chaos and spectacle. He surrounds himself with sycophantic parrots who repeat his every word, no matter how absurd. He declares war on the neighboring kingdom of Veritas, a land of truth-tellers, claiming their honesty is a threat to Nouveau Richesse's prosperity. Yet, his battles are fought not with swords, but with tweets—short, cryptic messages fired from a magical device called the Twittermajig.

As Goldplume's reign progresses, the kingdom descends into farce. The Peacock's policies are as flimsy as his feathers, and his promises crumble under scrutiny. He builds a great wall to keep out the "invading starlings," but it is made of papier-mâché and collapses in the first storm. He hosts lavish feasts, but the food is rotten, and the guests are left hungry. Yet, his followers remain loyal, convinced that any criticism of Goldplume is a plot by the "deep-nested owls" to undermine him.


In the end, Goldplume's reign collapses under the weight of its own absurdity. The kingdom is left in ruins, its coffers empty, its people divided. The Peacock flees to a distant land, where he continues to preen and boast, but his once-adoring followers begin to see through the glittering facade. The tale ends with a cautionary note: Beware the leader who values spectacle over substance, for their reign will be as fleeting as a feather in the wind.


Themes and Allegory:

  • Lord Goldplume: Represents Donald Trump, with his flamboyant personality, self-aggrandizement, and reliance on spectacle.
  • Nouveau Richesse: A satirical take on modern America, with its obsession with wealth and celebrity.
  • The Nattering Crows and Migratory Geese: Represent intellectuals and immigrants, frequent targets of Trump's rhetoric.
  • The Twittermajig: A stand-in for Twitter, Trump's preferred platform for communication.
  • The Great Wall: A nod to Trump's proposed border wall, rendered absurd and ineffective in the story.
  • The Deep-Nested Owls: A jab at the "deep state" conspiracy theories often invoked by Trump and his supporters.

Tone and Style:

The story is written in Swift's signature style—witty, exaggerated, and dripping with irony. It employs absurdity to highlight the flaws and follies of its characters, using the Peacock's ridiculous behavior to critique the real-world actions of Donald Trump. The narrative is both humorous and cutting, inviting readers to laugh even as they reflect on the deeper moral and political implications.

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This allegory, like Swift's Gulliver's Travels, uses fantastical elements to critique real-world figures and societal trends, blending humor with pointed social commentary.



Monday, February 3, 2025

 Dark Stars from the Big Bang


The conventional view of star formation says that the first stars formed just after the big bang (200 million years) by the fusion of hydrogen nuclei (protons) to form helium. These so-called population III stars were around 100 times the mass of the sun. As such they’d be super hot and burn through their hydrogen fuel really fast.

The trouble is where are they? We should be able to see them if we look far enough out (remember in this expanding universe, that means far enough back too). Well, where are they? 


A new theory says perhaps there are none and that instead they were “dark stars”. If you recall, most (85%) of the universe is just dark matter. We can tell this because of its gravitational effects. Dark matter emits no light but it has mass and therefore it has gravitational pull. Now, we can tell how massive a galaxy is by counting how many stars it has and how massive they are. Many galaxies, including our own, the Milky Way, are spinning so fast that the stars should have been flung out of the galaxy. So something must be pulling them back in and that something is, we postulate, dark matter. The Milky Way is about 95% dark matter! In fact, if it wasn’t for this dark matter, none of the galaxies would have formed!


We don’t know exactly what dark matter is, but maybe it’s WIMPs (weakly interacting massive particles). 


Dark stars were postulated because it was noticed that WIMPS can produce energy. Now, normal stars make energy by fusing smaller particles to make bigger one (like hydrogens to make a helium). WIMPS have two forms like matter and anti-matter and if you bang them together they annihilate each other in a burst of energy. To do this, you need a hydrogen and helium cloud with 0.1% dark matter in its center. This cloud starts off at say 1 astronomical unit (au) which is 93 million miles in radius – it’s like our sun expanded up so that we’re actually inside it (like a red giant*). At these densities the WIMPS annihilate each other and make energy, but not enough to ignite like a normal nuclear fusion reaction but enough to make the cloud glow (about 10,000 deg C). As the cloud is big and warm but not hot, it can continue to grow. It could become 10,000 times bigger and a million times more massive than the sun. Ok, they misnamed these stars as they could shine brighter than a billion suns!


But unfortunately, there isn’t much dark matter inside this cloud so eventually it would all be used up and the star would collapse. Now it’s unlikely that any such stars survive but they’d be hard to miss although they’d be very, very far away – right at the edge of the universe. Now the wonderful new  JWST telescope is almost able to see that far, so who knows?


The JWST telescope can see stars at the edge of the universe, but they’re fuzzy and faint and there are too many of them as the early universe should’ve been fairly dark. Some recent computer simulations conclude that dark star formation would reduce the polulation III star formation. So maybe these stars are the population III stars and not the dark stars. We need a better telescope :)


*Red giants – when our sun dies it starts by running out of hydrogen to convert into helium so the center of the sun will collapse and heat up. This will make the outer layers to swell up. It will get really big, engulfing the earth and inner planets. More fun stuff will happen after that! But this is 4 billion years down the road :)




Tuesday, January 21, 2025

 

The beginning of the end for Trump!


Trump will fail! I was very angry after hearing Trump’s inauguration yesterday but then I realized that it was actually good news. Trump said he wanted to be the Great Unifier and make America great again. Well, firstly, wasn’t he going to do that last time? Did it work? Obviously not. Secondly Trump then launched into a vitriolic, obnoxious barrage of insults against Biden and his administration. Unprecedented, unpresidential, unscripted, uncontrollable anger. This is hardly likely to coerce the cooperation of the Democrats and will quite possibly cause the few moderate and civic-minded Republicans to question their unswerving allegiance to the Donald. Is Trump unstable? Is he demented - in the medical sense of the term? Is it wise to bow the knee, sorry, to grovel before the ravings and rabid exhortations of this moronic narcissist? Will they regret abasing and debasing themselves so thoroughly? Are the rewards worth it? Well, perhaps they should ask Musk. Trump totally and deliberately and publicly dissed his Kingmaker yesterday. Is that what a $500 million bribe gets you? 

Trump has the majority in government but in the Congress it is razor thin. He wanted to make one giant bill containing all his goodies so he could fix everything in one go. Sounds like he didn’t learn much in his first term. Then Musk declared that the promise of 2 trillion dollars in expense savings was just a pipe dream (like many of Musk’s ideas). So time for a distraction - let's invade Panama, let's buy or maybe invade Greenland. Shiny things for the Maga base.

Trump's big ideas will fail. He has ensured that the Democrats will fight him to the bitter end and maybe even his own party will not be united in passing his tax the poor and give to the rich schemes. He will fail miserably in anything that requires constitutional change - 75% of all States must ratify these proposals.

Trump will not even succeed with his “Tariffs not Taxes” proposals. He wasn’t very successful last time either. Basically, he cannot upset the stock market. So many of his brown-nosing supporters like the Tech Barons are just greedy self-serving suckups and if inflation stays high or the market doesn’t fly then Trump can wave them bye-bye. 

Of course, Trump could kill a lot of Americans like he did last time if there’s another pandemic (remember, bird flu, H1N1, is possible). RFK Jnr leading the Department of Health will be the death knell for millions of Americans.


Side note on nastiness: I heard that Maga supporters are pissed off with NPR failing to support Trump and many non-Maga people being mean, nasty and bad tempered. Well, to them - go back and read Trump's barrage of insults against his “enemies” the Democrats. That is how your mighty leader, the great and wonderful Great Unifier leads his team out onto the field. 

Such hate filled vitriol is what Maga deifies! Trump will fail and all his Imperial and dictatorial ambitions will not ruin America. See you at the mid-terms :)


Update: August 2025

Well the Big Bad Bill passed. But not several GOP senators are regretting their support. Trump has barrelled ahead with defunding NPR and Medicaid and inserting that looney madman RFK in to eviscerate the vaccine program. He's made the Texas governmanet redefine the electoral boundaries, in the hope that extra GOP Congresspeople will be voted in - California's Gavin Newsom will do likewise to nullify this effort. Trump is also desperately trying to avoid his involvement with Epstein becoming public. WTF!