I don't see how there can be a goal, in philosophy.

[delrem]

8. You aren't alone. I don't understand many people.

I antagonize a lot of people on DU.
But on the other hand, I do have good friends here.

I've been reading an article that *almost* made me cry. It was posted by DU's Judi Lynn, who has a knack for posting links to articles that strike me as being important, in some way.

http://espn.go.com/espn/feature/story/_/id/11036214/while-world-watched-world-cup-brings-back-memories-argentina-dirty-war

I say *almost* made me cry because I didn't cry, I couldn't cry, because I simply couldn't reproduce, in my sympathetic nervous system, the cruel scenes being described. I couldn't and can't imagine what it is like to be a victim or a perpetrator of the scenes described -- even though, because I've read the words of the article and know what they mean, I have a certain intellectual understanding.

Part of that intellectual understanding is the knowledge that no doubt the largest majority of the perpetrators, the salaried employees who actually carried out the atrocities described, went home after work to their wives and kids, to see their neighbours and friends and to continue what to all appearances must have been a normal middle-class life. They didn't have horns.

I imagine a lot of them went to church, and to PTA meetings.

What kind of "syndrome" could explain that?