Tuesday 27 October 2009

On "bogus" and "bullshit"

Some posts in the sceptical world have got me thinking about the word "bogus, the word "bullshit", and the difference between them.

Mr Justice Eady, at the High Curt in London recently ruled that the word "bogus" meant something akin to deceiving people with malice aforethought. The word "bullshit", however, has this marvellous definition, courtesy of Harry Frankfurt:
"It is impossible for someone to lie unless he thinks he knows the truth. Producing bullshit requires no such conviction. A person who lies is thereby responding to the truth, and he is to that extent respectful of it. When an honest man speaks, he says only what he believes to be true; and for the liar, it is correspondingly indispensable that he considers his statements to be false. For the bullshitter, however, all these bets are off: he is neither on the side of the true nor on the side of the false. His eye is not on the facts at all, as the eyes of the honest man and of the liar are, except insofar as they may be pertinent to his interest in getting away with what he says. He does not care whether the things he says describe reality correctly. He just picks them out, or makes them up, to suit his purpose."

I cannot help but wonder (especially in light of the BCA's infamous "plethora of evidence"): if Dr Singh had described the BCA's claims as "bullshit" as opposed to "bogus"... would they have been able to sue for libel quite so easily? And what meaning would the judge have attributed to the word?

Is it legally safe to describe the BCA as "bullshitters"? I await a professional opinion on the matter, but it is certainly an interesting point to ponder.

Saturday 17 October 2009

When logic fails

Logic is great. Really fab. But it cannot and should not be used in all areas of life.

A great example of this happened to me tonight: I have some friends (yes, really), and some of them are in a band. Their debut gig was this week, and it sold out in advance (they have some canny publicity behind them).

These guys are talented. And I mean really talented. They call themselves The Clockwork Quartet, and their music is available for free download. I got to see them live: and they played a style of gig which I think is very original and entertaining. I also got to hear their new tracks: two of which especially show great promise (the Magician's story and the tale of the General's wife).

Given that I attended the debut gig of a band so chock-full of talent, logic dictated a specific course of action. The programmes were on sale for £10, and this included a limited-edition CD of their music. Bargain! So I bought two copies. One copy I intended as a keepsake, and the other I had the band members sign (a tiresome task which I asked a friend to perform for me whilst I socialised and admired younger women wearing corsets). That's going to be part of my pension fund*, I thought, if any of them ever get famous (and I firmly believe that the odds are in my favour here).

So far, so logical. But one of the band members left a personal message for me when he signed: an in-joke between us involving naked nymphs and their stubborn unavailability to myself. Don't ask.

Anyway, I realised afterwards that no matter what logic (and large wads of cash) suggest, I would find it almost impossible to part with that particular memento. So I'll have to flog the unsigned copy at auction in twenty years, for much less moolah.

Clearly, then, logic has its time and its place. It's not always applicable, and what an awful world we would live in if it was.

Therefore, I shall leave the signed version to my kids, who can flog it for as much as they want. They won't care: they weren't there, and if they know anyone who was, it'll be an elderly person who they call "Uncle", and who smells funny. I think that this is a very logical solution.


* The "signed programme" would have been be part of my pension fund, not "younger women wearing corsets". This fact annoys me almost as much as my consistently missing the Naked Nymph Parties.

Saturday 10 October 2009

The Glenn Beck rape and murder allegations

Sometimes.. just sometimes, I think that schadenfreude is justified. Case in point: Glenn Beck. For those who don't know, Glenn Beck is a presenter on Fox News. He treats evidence and logic as equally inconvenient, and he doesn't seem to bother much with either. Instead, he makes impassioned rants which don't make a lot of sense, and which are filled with vitriol and rhetoric.

Mr Beck recently claimed that President Obama is racist. Which is slightly ironic, since (by his own definition of racism), Glenn Beck is racist himself.

Not content with this, Mr Beck recently asked a Muslim Congressman to prove that he's not working with the enemies of the USA. This is typical of Beck's style: he abandons logic and uses the obvious logical fallacy of asking somebody to prove that a baseless claim (made by Beck himself) is wrong.

But of course this will be lost on many of Mr Beck's viewers, who probably aren't au fait with the finer details of logical arguments. What they may hear is that the Muslim guy cannot disprove that he's not their enemy and assume that there may be something to the (utterly unfounded) allegation.

Thus I found it nicely ironic when I heard of the meme which is asking Glenn Beck to prove that he did not rape and murder a young girl in 1990.

Naturally Mr Beck cannot disprove the ludicrous accusations, because he cannot prove a negative. This minor point of logic is, however, likely to be missed by many of Glenn Beck's viewers, who are not au fait with the finer details of logical arguments.

So that's not the story which many people will hear. Now people who don't know the source of the meme are starting to ask if Mr Beck has anything to hide.

To see somebody who abuses logic to the degree that Mr Beck abuses logic being hoist with his very own logical petard is irresistibly delicious.


UPDATE: further links.


Funny pictures:

Google Glenn Beck rape murder for many, many more...