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Had a super ethically challenging day yesterday, including:

One heated discussion with my professor over the Chartered Society of Physiotherapy's mandates, existing physiotherapy practice and legislation.
A very tense and argumentative exchange over the way to live your life, home-wrecking another couple's relationship, the definition of true love, physical vs. emotional abuse, my complete lack of understanding in utilitarian ways, and my flawed deontological way of life as a result of one exception.
Also included watching District 9 which was both disturbing as it was I don't fully understand it and am waiting for someone to write an essay on it and post the commentary online.

I do recognize my many shortcomings when it comes to ethical thinking and a philosophical frame of mind, but I'm having trouble shifting. Doris and Jia pointed out that it might be because of ignorant stupidity rather than well-trained thought, and I recognized the fact that generally a lot of deontological thinkers have a bad rep for being a. stupid and b. stubborn. I now am forced to reflect whether I think black and white because I think it's righteous, whether it's just a nice framework to work your life around and simplify context, or whether I truly truly believe in it with all my heart.

Like a Starbucks caramel macchiato heated to 170 degrees half-sweet with sugar free half-caf two shots non-fat no-whip with cinnamon sprinkles, it's a tall order.

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I wrote a poem in first year that I submitted to The Gateway for a poetry contest but it didn't win. It probably had too simple a message, but I really enjoy it even today because of its direct message. As you guessed, it is a message on the vantage point with which you view the world, and is kind of applicable to my day yesterday:



one

Yesterday you looked me in the eye
And asked why I ate the blue ones last.
I replied, "I don't eat the blue ones last,
I eat all the other colours first."

You looked at me, and
shook your head,
unbelieving.

"That doesn't even make sense."

I giggled, thinking
perception
is all it really is.

Then you turned your back,
and ate the rest of your Skittles.