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salt lake city, utah, united states

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Utah

United States

I'm an easy talker. Love small talk at dinner parties with family and/or friends. Gentle, fair to a fault. Too easy on wrongdoers, but I can't help it. I'm condemned to be taken advantage of. I love children, animals, and men because they're born with a bedrock of good-will toward their fellowman in general. Women have to work too hard to just be civil to people in general. I think feminism has ruined America women, fostering their already ill-temper. European women have told me the same thing. My claim to philosophical fame will probably be my solution to the is-ought problem embedded in a book on philosophy I haven't bothered to publish. I haven't bothered to publish a book I wrote refuting the fundamental arguments forming the bases of all branches of feminism, either. I haven't bothered to publish a book I wrote refuting the case Negros make regarding a supposed debt the white man owes them for slavery and reparations he should pay them, as well. I haven't bothered to publish a book I wrote on the idiocy of racial egalitarianism. I compose music in the Barogue and Classical style, so professionals tell me. I can see it. I was asked to compose a piece for one of the members of the symphony orchestra in town. I haven't bothered. and I haven't bothered to record any of my music, either. I'm most grateful for my relationship with my mother, a truly noble woman. Never said a disparaging word about anyone. Not that she was a goody-two-shoe, but that she just wasn't inclined to speak ill of others. Not interested. Nature rewards those who obey Her laws with happiness, and correlates unhappiness with disobeying them. After the actualization of one's species nature, Her primary law is procreation. The happiest people I know who are older have obeyed that law and had children. Older people who are childless are miserable wretches. Unfortunately, I belong in the latter category. I don't know how I could have lived my life differently, however. I spent all my life in debilitating depressions being taken care of by my mother. Only now am I free of them. I finally widened my perspective and got control of my mind. I feel like Rip van Winkle waking up after decades of being asleep. Sometimes I ask myself what the purpose of it all was. Here I am just kicking the can down the road, no place to go, nothing achieved, no one to love. I want to live with a companion who is in the same place I am, wanting a family [children], a home-life, the quiet humdrum of daily existence, affectionate, and tolerant. Intelligence is necessary. But not looking to live in a home that's a debating society. I'm very sociable. Yet I'm at a point in my life where I'm alone all the time since my mother died. Took care of my mother the last 12 years of her life, the last nine of which she was bedridden. Changed diapers, fed her, etc., round the clock. I still don't sleep because of it. I only nap now. Way beyond one-night stands, recreational sex, and so on. Sex is in reality not a physical, but a spiritual activity. If it weren't I'd have sex with a corpse that was physically attractive--assuming there was no taboo. But that's not what I would want even without the taboo. What I really want is what leaves the body a corpse at death, the soul. What we all want is a connection with another's soul through sex. So I'm not going to act like an adolescent and delude myself about my real motive in searching for a sex partner. Any intimate companion would have to be at the same realization. I have goals, albeit I'm exhausted and have little ambition to achieve. No man is lazier than I am. My books indicate those goals, an acknowledgement of the overwhelming superiority of the intellectual and cultural achievements of the European people, including Jews. Have worked to exterminate this preconceived cultural relativist bullshit [equality]. "Sacred equality" is the bane of human existence. The same goes for feminism, another aspect of the noble experiment in equality being systematically conducted on the white male's hide today with total indifference to his legitimate interests. I burn, I burn with a lust for vengeance. Except I'm not a self-starter. I need a Jew to come to my house, take my manuscripts and peddle them around town. Otherwise, they'll continue to collect dust in a corner in my basement.

I discovered an egregious logical oversight in Rand's central argument in ethics. No fear. I've made the necessary correction in the process of going straight on to solve the is-ought problem properly. I did it almost 20 years ago. Then I started taking care of my mother. Had to put everything on ice for over a decade. After she died, I found I had grown older and lost the will to prune and the ambition to advance myself, which was almost nonexistent before.
I attribute with gratitude Rand's metaethical foundation for what amounts to her warmed-over version of Aristotle's normative argument. It was her metaethical argument that put the issue in the terms I need to carry on with justifying that normative argument rationally, which I claim to have succeeded in doing. The solution to the is-ought problem came to me while reading a history of quantum physics. I had reached the chapter on Bohr's structure of the atom when I got the urge to think about the is-ought problem. I looked up from the book, stared at the wall, and immediately the solution came to me. I hastily scribbled it in a margin of the book.

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At home. Flunked out of school.

I have a passion for philosophy and music. I have done little in either. Now I'm too old to even try.