I want that one! I want that one! I want that one!
When the finite seems infinite. I ended up doing other stuff yesterday, hence no post. All right, too much UT3. Anyway, the first of the dilemmas in environmental ethics is about that symbol of extinct, the dodo, which sailors would catch as food. They discovered that if one of the bird was caught, its cries would attract others. There must’ve been a huge population of dodos on Mauritius which must’ve seemed infinite to the ravenous sons of the briny. The only problem is that if you remove something faster than it can replace itself, then it’s going to disappear. If you don’t want that to happen, then you need to start farming it. If someone had thought to breed dodos, then we might still be enjoying dodo burgers today. (Actually, I thought I’d read somewhere that dodos weren’t exactly good to eat. If it wasn’t for hunger, there’d be a lot of things any reasonable human would refuse to eat and would never have tried.) There seems to be something which might be called Apparent Infinity ...