In response to Robert Paul Wolff’s “In Defense of Anarchism” — probably my last piece on philosophy because I am tired of thinking and I have a paper due today

“So you go to protests now? Is it true that they have one every week?”

“You probably read Marx in every single class, huh?”

“Crazy how Berkeley brainwashed you…so you’re an anarchist now?”

First of all, everyone needs to shut the fuck up and mind their own business. Second of all, yes, kind of. I even had to read Marx for my university’s environmental science class, which I thought was kind of weird.

But let’s focus on the last question. Am I an anarchist?

I live in a state, where a group of people exercise authority over a given territory…


mankind’s never-ending philosophical journey of defining intelligence…

From Luke Skywalker’s C-3PO to Tony Stark’s Jarvis, Artificial Intelligence machines in the media are often seen conversing with humans with ease, occasionally cracking jokes or even making sarcastic comments. Although our current technology is not at this level yet, we still continue AI research to produce artificial beings that are genuinely “intelligent” and to make machines that can “think”.

side note: hands down, one of the most iconic pop culture dynamic duo of the 20th century

A question of whether these man-made systems can think has been an ongoing conundrum for philosophers, and it also has a further question of what the definition of intelligence is. …


Why explaining what consciousness is can’t simply be explained with science

I used to think of consciousness as a state of being awake — as soon as I wake up in the morning, I become aware of my surroundings, drag myself to the kitchen to start my silly little day with a silly little cup of coffee. Stuck in this flesh prison, I go on with my day and when it’s time for me to sleep, I go on my silly little phone to watch some silly little Tik Toks or YouTube videos to doze off, losing consciousness…yeah, consciousness just sounds like turning a light switch on.

Or so I thought.


How myths on Hitler’s whereabouts were, perhaps, single-handedly quelled by one man

By September 1945, Adolf Hitler’s whereabouts were still surrounded with numerous questions and conspiracies — from Hitler being murdered by officers in Tiergarten to him supposedly escaping and living in an island in Baltic. The British Intelligence authorities decided to put an end to such mystification on Hitler’s last days at his Berlin bunker, thus commissioning an Oxford historian H. R. Trevor-Roper to investigate Hitler’s death.

Hugh Redwald Trevor-Roper, Baron Dacre of Glanton (1914–2003)

After finishing his report to the Four Power Intelligence Committee in Berlin on November 1, 1945, Trevor-Roper decided to publish The Last Days of Hitler in 1947, which aimed to put an end to…

Bella An

Aspiring layman in pursuit of eudaimonia. Writes about history, culture, politics, surface-level philosophy, and quarter-life crisis.

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