Mr. Koi Kami greets you with bubble noises and happy thoughts
(prep work for a painting, breaking out a new sketchbook)
I have two daughters, so I’m raising two future women. Maybe! I mean, one of them might be a guy later. It’s possible. It could happen. Someday one of my daughters could be like ‘Dad, I’m really a guy’ and I’ll be like ‘Alright well let’s get you a dick, honey. We’ll get you the nicest dick in town.’
Oh Christ, I just wanted you to fuck me and then I became greedy, I wanted you to love me (2009) by Tracey Emin
The British Museum
It’ll come as no surprise that the free museums in London are among the biggest in Britain. Discover Aztec art and Egyptian mummies at the world-famous British Museum.
How about you return the items you stole to their rightful owners, you snaggle-toothed thieving fucks?
We empathize much more with people who resemble us in background, looks, or character (that is, people who seem moral and deserving just like we assume we are) than with people who are different, odd, or potentially at fault. Thus, the baby fallen in the well in the next town deserves moving heaven and earth to save her, while tens of thousands of starving, deformed refugees thousands of miles away—not so much. How can empathy’s discrimination be morally justified, Bloom asks. Isn’t there a better guide?
Claude S. Fischer continues the discussion on empathy on our blog: