diary / by Edward Mullany

Which would mean that we are not special or remarkable after all, except as an accident of nature, which is an argument to which I have listened, for it isn’t unsound, or without a capacity to convince, and yet it makes a rather flimsy notion of ‘humanism,’ or whatever ethics one might attempt to draw from it, insofar as it would mean that our existence, not having an origin outside of its own materiality, and based only in survival, is absent or bereft of intention (what theists often attribute to the ‘image of the creator’ in us), and thus cannot support categories of ‘right and wrong’, or ‘good and bad,’ without those categories seeming arbitrary or sentimental, and lacking in the very rationale that up till then its proponents will have championed.