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E.g. intellectual bullying is the just the normal environment in intense research crucibles. It's not bullying not because the manner of communication is different it's that the manner of communication is formalized into a game.

Instead of feeling beat down and stupid and worthless you feel that your opponent has spent more time and energy on a topic so you humbly defer. There's less blood shed this way.

Why conflicts between different ethical frameworks is inevitable is because no one has the ability to stand in a storm of blades, bleeding, and not get angry and violent.

The ability to move between ethical frameworks is the start of peace. Instead of being slashed at everyday you start to notice the small loosening of the bonds that allow you to slowly step away from the storm.

The rich heiress who has bought everything she has every wanted and is sitting lonely in her mansion starts to care about the poor. The poor child watching his parents struggle studies hard in school. The bully is shown a forgiveness he didn't think was possible.

What happens in most of these transitions though is that one certainty is replaced with another certainty. Instead of flexibility and peace creating abilities you end up with irresolvable intergenerational conflict.

While there's something Sociopathic to the idea of switching ethical frameworks at a whim, there's also a Divine Rascality to it as well. "Everyone is a rascal, just like me because everyone has the spark of God within them."

Everything you bring with you that is not part of your soul is always a burden because it comes with a shadow.

We bear some of these shadows knowingly. They become the weight on our shoulders. We feel their weight, and we know what they do.

If I bring matches and a tent with me on a multi-day hike I am not corrupting the journey of my soul because I know where these tools stop and where my soul begins.

If however I bring my laptop with me everyday, I bring something that has an incredibly new and complex kind of shadow.

Some items have obvious shadows. If I bring an AK-47 and a combat knife with me walking downtown, it's a very scary shadow. At least they're obvious though. We know what kind of shadow it is like we know what a tiger or bear is.

The shadow of our more complex pieces of technology are more octopus shaped. They feel alien. They feel powerful, yet inscrutable. Everywhere, yet centrally controlled as if a Benevolent Moloch were hiding in the shadows.

They are shadows precisely because we do not know where they stop and where "we" begin. Their manipulation requires the contortion of our fingers and souls stretched in so many directions that we have no idea if we're losing parts of ourselves.

Sometimes we may get the suspicion that part of us are being analyzed or dissected. Sometime we'll just pass it off as we would a caring doctor asking questions. Sometimes we feel more. Likes pieces of us are being stolen, atom by atom, without our knowing.

When everything is free we stop asking about the price. We stop watching the shadow and lose our understanding of it. We stop caring about it and throw some drugs, money, or sex at it, telling it to shut up and go away and stop crying.

Ironically, when the shadow is accepted as shadow instead of trying to be dispelled it no longer becomes shadow. By definition it cannot exist in the light but it can still be "owned", it can still have a "home". It's like putting out food for a stray cat. You know it's there.

A sense of 'rightness' comes with the responsibility of caring for a shadow. Without rascality, there is too much emphasis on keeping things virtuous and pure (and lifeless/safe). The paranoid anxiety comes from not knowing what is eating all the food.