Contrary to myself on thought experiments:
Someone who has read this blog since the beginning in 2014 (!) turned me on to the book Death in a Shallow Pond. The book is about a lot, but the one-line summary is: “A thought experiment really can change the world.”
Anne read the book first and really enjoyed it. That’s a stunning endorsement, given that she generally has very little time for non-fiction. (A lot of non-fiction is an article padded out into book length. Also a lot of non-fiction is self-important men men men men men going, “Blah blah blah aren’t I smart?” There is, of course, overlap. ;-)
Despite my dismay at how much of Effective Altruism has become an expected value pissing contest, loads of good has been done because of Peter Singer’s Shallow Pond thought experiment. [More on this on July 27.]
The book is an enjoyable, worthwhile read. The person who recommended it concluded, “Wish it explored more in-depth how much cheaper [but not necessarily easy] it is to reduce animal suffering than human suffering, but still, it does a good job telling the story. My favorite part was the postscript about all the threats Singer has received throughout his career.”
My ongoing reaction to the philosophy presented in the book has been “But but but ... don’t you see? The whole premise is flawed!”
Losing My Religions has several Peter Singer stories; here is another:
Well over 20 years ago, Peter invited me and JL* to a gathering of philosophers at Columbia University. (We were the only non-professional philosophers or philosophy grad students in the group.) (This was not this event.)
At the conclusion of the weekend, Peter was giving a talk open to the public. After the talk, those of us participating in the gathering had a fancy dinner (where all us white people were served by a 100% Black staff; I’m sure the staff were students on a work-study program, but it was still pretty uncomfortable for me).
Peter was delayed in attending the dinner. Over appetizers and freely-flowing wine, some of the philosophers took advantage of his absence to attack him. It was so unexpected and shocking. These “famous,” generally tenured faculty from all over the world were obviously and angrily jealous of Peter. To me, it was eye-opening. It really shouldn’t have been surprising; I could be misremembering, but I think only one other of the philosophers was a strict vegetarian, so it isn’t as though they were logic machines. (We are rationalizing, not rational animals.) But yowza, their petty sniping really increased my appreciation of Peter’s level of rationality and reason.
After the dinner, JL and I tried to persuade Peter to spend more time speaking at animal advocacy conferences. My summary was, “Animal advocates are your audience, not … these people” (gesturing over to the other philosophers).
*JL played a foundational but generally unacknowledged role in the founding of what is now known as “effective altruism,” well before Will MacAskill was in college, let alone before Will changed his name.















