Some 75 years ago Quine said-
As an empiricist I continue to think of the conceptual scheme of science as a tool, ultimately, for predicting future experience in the light of past experience.
Quine was lying. Moreover, his was a stupid lie. The 'conceptual scheme of science' hadn't enabled him or anybody else to predict Pearl Harbor or the Wall Street Crash or anything else which had actually affected that cunt.
Physical objects are conceptually imported into the situation as convenient intermediaries -- not by definition in terms of experience, but simply as irreducible posits comparable, epistemologically, to the gods of Homer.
No. Physical objects, like Pizza or Coffee are imported by paying for them. That's why, cunts like Quine were making a bit of money by writing this shite.
Let me interject that for my part I do, qua lay physicist,
which is like being a laid eunuch
believe in physical objects and not in Homer's gods;
who were as physical as he was and were better defined. Quine gave an argument for why he couldn't exist for us- we can think of his as both fat and bald even if he was neither and thus 'Quine' is an entity without an identity. The same is not true of Zeus or Athena.
and I consider it a scientific error to believe otherwise.
Coz scientific errors typically involve confusing the detection of trace amounts of mercury with getting on the trail of some fucking god.
But in point of epistemological footing the physical objects and the gods differ only in degree and not in kind.
Because 'epistemology' means 'stupid worthless shit'. Knowledge is knowledge. Theories about knowledge are ignorant shite.
Both sorts of entities enter our conception only as cultural posits.
Unless we tell those entities to go fuck themselves because they don't fucking exist.
The myth of physical objects
is like the myth that Quine's ginormous erection did not knock the Moon out of its orbit
is epistemologically superior to most in that it has proved more efficacious than other myths as a device for working a manageable structure into the flux of experience
Quine's 'flux of experience' involved not getting the fucking sack for being a useless, worthless, tosser who wrote garbage about the garbage other shitheads had written. The joke is he didn't get that Universities had always been adversely selective of shit as subject matter and shitheads as teachers and apple polishing students.
Sadly for him, neither Niggers not White boys who didn't want to get killed by brown peeps in Vietnam, gave two shit about Quine and other such qunts.
Contra Quine, no entity we can name has identity. The thing is epistemic. It depends on our knowledge base. It does not coincide with itself from moment to moment. At the end of the day, it is unlikely to exist in any independent or categorical form.
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