Nuclear proliferation is suicide. It's not just the weapons, but energy production, as they're not exclusive of one another. Alas, I tend to support nuclear energy because, here in the U.S. at least, the alternative isn't realizable in the sense that I could imagine it being that way, with the others involved. And I couldn't imagine wanting to put up with the alternative (supposing I had a choice).So I'm with the peace-niks and environmentalists in spirit (and in some ways more), but their persistent lack of a plan grounded in what is realizable, their dogmatic ideas emphasizing both a rejection of the status quo and a baseless vision of the future makes me think, 'Yeah, let's expand capacity at a few of the existing plants and consider options for a few more standardized ones.' (like the French)
Alas, this isn't about nukes.
I'm reading an old letter from a woman I used to know. She categorically rejected porn. As I was and am ambivalent (like I am about nukes), I mostly listened. I'm not sure her argument had a core, because for some reason I think I would have remembered.
She's had a big influence on me. I paid (and pay) attention to her thoughts and feelings.
When I do feel like countering her, I come to this same place:
Porn is pretty damn honest
...more so than prostitution even. How many women know of their partners' visits to prostitutes?
But I wasn't even going that far. I was thinking about normal hetero- dating and marriage. The deceit and betrayal and covert histories and intentions and exchanges couldn't be overemphasized. But most of our (species') porn is pretty damn honest.
Like for the peaceniks and environmentalists, I would have liked to hear her alternative.
