...One can wonder if there is no clear line between religious and non-religious reasons for vegetarianism. Compassion, empathy, or caring for other living beings seems to be a common thread.
More vegetarianism; less wasteful production and consumption; these are just some of our favourite things.
Also, as Plato said, above all else, "sit down and contemplate the good". Or paraphrasing some other sage (?), the day that we can sit alone in a room comfortable with our own company, is when lots of the world's ills will disappear.
These choices are countercultural but catching on piecemeal. The dominant discourse is about achievement and accumulation, only actually possible for the few but without the rest of us buying into the dream, the work wouldn't get done and the profits for them would fall.
Last weekend, I spent some time chatting with a friend who is a geophysicist. He's off on a field trip for a few weeks measuring rocks for their carbon sequestration potential -
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carbon_sequestration . When he explained that some rocks can absorb carbon from the atmosphere and store it, therefore reducing the impact on the environment, I commented that it sounds worthwhile. He scrunched up his nose and said, maybe, except that it might really only justify and enable industry's continous high toxic output. He also told me that more scientists around the world are working on defence research, on the development of weapons of mass destruction, than in any other professional area. He's unusual in that he takes time off his 'proper job' to educate and protest about the devastation that is being caused by mining in far-off places. He considers Jonathon Porritt authoritive on these and related matters e.g.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dLFd4ai4H_A&feature=related and
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MLnW-9h7uXo&feature=related .
An interesting scientific breakthrough I came across is, that the Big Bang never happened. After all that! -
http://www.dailygalaxy.com/my_weblo...al-leading-cosmologists-a-galaxy-classic.html
Also, science thieves like a magpie, plagierising and taking on loan. For example, 19th-century artisan mechanics provided the technology and know-how for the steam-engine, observing the relations between volume, pressure and temperature. Theoretical scientists had put all their money and mouth on a model of heat from calories up till then. The steam engine persuaded them to switch to classical thermodynamic theory.
No problem. Science is free to study any phenomenon in its fact-collecting mission. Each of us do something like it everyday to function in our surroundings. We also philosophise all the time, and may find ourselves pining for something we often can't quite name, overflowing with feeling. However, scientists need to make a living, and their wizardlike skills are for hire, skills that can have mass influence from minimum effort, unlike the artisan mechanic who mainly deals with things one thing at a time, hands-on, not alienated from the labour. I've always had a weakness for Marx, but we've gone so very far along the road at this stage. Traditions and commerce are cumbersome yokes for most people.
Science propels you
Science still engulfs you
But science will never love you like I do
William James defined religion as consisting of "the feelings, acts, and experiences of individual men in their solitude, so far as they apprehend themselves to stand in relation to whatever they may consider the divine".
Philosopher Daniel Dennett disagrees and restricts the definition of religions merely to 'distinct social systems'. If you're outside looking in, he's right, but if you're inside practicing and meditating, James is right. There are probably many other definitions too.
This World is not Conclusion.
A Species stands beyond —
Invisible, as Music —
But positive, as Sound —
It beckons, and it baffles —
Philosophy — don't know —
And through a Riddle, at the last —
Sagacity, must go —
To guess it, puzzles scholars —
To gain it, Men have borne
Contempt of Generations
And Crucifixion, shown —
Faith slips — and laughs, and rallies —
Blushes, if any see —
Plucks at a twig of Evidence —
And asks a Vane, the way —
Much Gesture, from the Pulpit —
Strong Hallelujahs roll —
Narcotics cannot still the Tooth
That nibbles at the soul —
The poem by Emily Dickinson as posted is very apt - excellent. Somehow the philosophers in general are being more overlooked in our discussion, maybe because they're harmless wafflers?!. ED also said:
'Experiment escorts us last -
His pungent company
Will not allow an Axiom
An Opportunity.'
Even that prospect wouldn't stop Oscar Wilde, who quipped:
"Religions die when they are proved to be true. Science is the record of dead religions."
I have wondered about the meaning of this statement. Was it intended as just a beautifully-baffling arch declaration, or is it saying something important? If the latter, that something could be that when people start to lay down rules extracted from proofs, for religion, and invoke its parochial and historical mores to exert controls on a changing world, then the spirit that is an unprejudiced call to unite with life again, departs. As Einstein noted, everything that can be counted does not necesarily count; everything that counts cannot necessarily be counted.
Anyway I like this lyric about keeping encroaching dampeners, whether emotional, intellectual, physical or socio-environmental, in their place. It somehow restores personal significance amidst the latest consternation of aeons.
Get Up - Sack
Please, no more freak thunderstorms
Or I'll stay in bed for days on end
Please, no more Greek tragedies,
Too many friends have died too young.
They were here but now they are gone.
Please, no more themed restaurants
To eat is fine but it's only meat in a bun.
Please, no more grim reports,
That say the world is shrouded in doom.
Don't you know that the common cold
Will kill us all soon?
Get up, Stand up and be brave;
Get up, Stand up and be brave;
Get up, Stand up and be brave;
Get up, Stand up.
Please, no more building blocks,
Expecting people to inhabit a box.
Please, no more cigarettes,
But you can choose when to stop or to start,
No point in sueing when there's a cry from your heart.
Get up, Stand up and be brave;
Get up, Stand up and be brave;
Get up, Stand up and be brave;
Get up, Stand up.
Please, no more fighter planes;
To guard the world isn't your domain.
Please, no more huge traffic jams;
The day is coming when the car will be king.
Raise your glasses, let the peasants walk,
Cos they won't feel a thing.
Get up, Stand up and be brave;
Get up, Stand up and be brave;
Get up, Stand up and be brave;
Get up, Stand up.
Please, no more...