Posts Tagged ‘philosophy’

But What Does It Mean? (101)

Monday, January 24th, 2011

While suffering from the crud last week, I managed to finish James P Carse’s Finite and Infinite Games: A Vision of Life as Play and Possibility, but I did not feel like sitting in front of a computer to blog about it.  Truth be told, I don’t think I could have put two sentences together that would have made any sense (not that I ever do).  So, where were we, ah yes, I finished the book.  Here are my final thoughts on this text.


Which Came First, the Egg or the Chicken (99)

Tuesday, January 11th, 2011

In recent years I have come to believe that sexuality is often influenced by the societies in which we live.  The pressures that society puts on its citizens to behave within the norms and rules often dictate how people behave: even sexually.

I mention all of this because I have found that I do not agree with James P. Carse’s opinion on sexuality completely.  This is the first thing that I have read in Finite and Infinite Games: A Vision of Life as Play and Possibility with which I really disagree.  There are things that I have a difficult time wrapping my head around, and therefore, I’m not sure if I agree or disagree, but I have a hard time accepting some of his comments on sexuality.


To Doctor, or Not to Doctor: That is the Question (98)

Sunday, January 9th, 2011

Many have tried to call me “Dr” Baldwin, few have gotten away with it beyond the first time or two!!  I know that the use of the title acknowledges the hard work and dedication I, as an individual, put into achieving that title, but it makes me cringe inside every single time I hear it.  I’m sure it would be quite comical to see my face as it goes through its many phases of “UGH” to looking like I just bit into a “sour grape” to that “try to remain calm” look.  The fact is, it’s like a gag reflex, and I cannot stop myself.

I don’t know what my hangup is when it comes to being called Doctor.  I’ve thought that perhaps it’s part of the “Peter Pan” syndrome; it’s a reminder that I am a grownup when all I want to be is a kid.  But that really doesn’t seem to me like it can be all there is.  I think I might have finally stumbled on another part of it in James P. Carse’s book Finite and Infinite Games: A Vision of Life as Play and Possibility.