Old Essay on Scepticism


On Being Uncertain:
A Case for Scepticism
by Sean Gabb
(May 2003)

One reason I have written almost nothing this month for Free Life Commentary is that my busiest time of year is upon me. I have examinations to set and mark and to prepare students for. I am also hard at work on other projects that I hope will bear fruit in the months to come. And I am bored with the essay that I was trying to write. This was to be about the European Union and what makes it really so bad. However, I found myself unable to write my usual thousand words an hour. Indeed, I was picking over it for days and even weeks. I found it lacking the connection between ideas and the general clarity and smoothness of construction that I have always tried to achieve. In truth, I was bored with it. Pay me to do so, I grant, and I will show an almost convincing interest in what I find the dullest subject. But these are essays that I write above all else for my own entertainment. If something bores me—and the European Union does for the moment—I see no reason to switch on my notebook computer.

Therefore, I will write nothing yet again about the great issues of the day. I will instead respond to several of my readers who objected to my confession of scepticism in my last piece about ghosts. I am asked how I can be a sceptic when our knowledge of the world is based on such sure foundations. How can I deny the obvious, and so join myself to the nihilists whose own course of doubt ends in the various kinds of political correctness, and whose denial of reality in earlier generations cleared the way for the gulag and the holocaust?

My answer is that the probability of a belief is not determined by its alleged consequences. As for nihilism, I am not devoid of belief. I have strong beliefs, indeed, on just about every subject. I am a sceptic in the sense that I do not believe rational certainty to be possible in any of these subjects. In arguing this, I do not pretend to originality. Nor do I claim that this will be an academically useful essay. I am writing while sat on a railway train, far away from my books. If I draw on the thoughts of Plato, Lucretius, Cicero, Sextus Empiricus, Descartes, Berkeley and Hume, it is without consulting them on any point, and often without having read them for many years. I will use and conflate and alter the ideas of others as I see fit to argue my case. This being said, I will begin.

First, I take the existence of an external world. I perceive a stream of sensory impressions. I see shifting patterns of colours, and hear sounds, and feel heat and cold and soft and hard; and I have sensations of taste and smell. But I cannot know for sure if these impressions are in any sense related to an external reality independent of my perceiving it. I have had dreams in which I do not for a moment suppose any immediate connection between the things perceived and their existence outside my mind. It may be argued that the impressions of my waking life are different in both intensity and internal coherence from those when I am asleep. I disagree. I have had dreams quite as vivid and my waking experiences. As for continuity, I seldom notice any carrying over of memories between one dream and another. I recall them all afterwards as fragments. In each of them, though, I generally have the same awareness as I have now of a permanent state of affairs.

It is not inconceivable that I am now dreaming—or, to use the modern terminology, to say this does not imply any contradiction. Or I could be some vastly superior being—God, perhaps—who has grown bored with perfection, and like, the Thetans of Scientology, has created an imaginary universe in which to divert himself. Or, to connect myself for a moment with the popular culture, I could be imprisoned in a bottle and plugged into a computer that feeds me a stream of perceptions of a world that my gaolers destroyed a very long time ago, or that never existed in the first place. I have no means of knowing anything for sure about the world.

Even assuming that the world does exist, I cannot know that I perceive it as you do. What I see as blue, you may see as red. What you smell as a rose, I may smell as mown hay. The words we attach to impressions are conventional in their meaning, and all that matters is that we use them consistently. Just as when I see the first number written, I say “one” to myself, and a Frenchman says “un”, and a Slovak “jeden”, so the words attached to things may not describe the same impressions on all our minds. This may also apply to shapes and even ideas. I cannot tell.

Even assuming further, that the world exists and that we all perceive it in much the same way, we cannot be sure why it behaves as it does, or how long it will continue so to behave. It may be that the apparent connections between events that we call cause and effect are derived from a set of universal laws. Or it may be that nothing exists but atoms moving at random, and that these have temporarily come together into an appearance of stability vastly more unlikely than throwing a million double sixes at dice. Again, this is not inconceivable, and so it is possible. This conjunction may last for a long time to come, or it may end a moment from now—or it may continue, but with unexpected changes in the sequence of events. All our science is grounded on observed regularities, and no amount of clever reasoning from the laws thereby derived can strengthen this grounding. Just because the sun rose yesterday gives no rational certainty that it will rise tomorrow, or that it will rise in the east. We believe that it will rise, but cannot do more than believe.

In the second place, there are the truths of reflection. If I take thought, I seem to know that two and two make four and neither five nor three, and that the square of the side of a triangle opposite a right angle is equal to the sum of the square of the other two sides. But I cannot know these things for sure.

I cannot know them because I cannot know to what degree I exist. I can say with Descartes “I think, therefore I am”, which is an undisputable proposition. But it is undisputable only in the present moment that I conceive the idea. It gives me no surety that I shall exist a moment later, or that I existed a moment before. Again to connect myself with the popular culture, I might be a replicant, brought into being quite recently, but given apparently true recollection of events from before then. Or I might be the purchaser of an extended holiday from the Rekall Corporation—though if so, I shall want a refund when I wake. Yet again, none of these possibilities is inconceivable; and what can be conceived can be.

This being so, I cannot be sure of the truth of any complex reasoning. If I try to examine the theorem of Pythagoras, for example, the larger part of my reasoning is remembered from a time that may not have existed, and what I conclude in the present may rest on a delusion. Even if I have existed as long as I believe I have, I may be the victim of some force that systematically diverts my thinking from its logical course, so that I always reach a false conclusion. I once dreamed that I had found the internal angles of a triangle not to be equal to 180 degrees. I once dreamed, indeed, that I could see the music of Beethoven flowing through a plastic tube. On each occasion, I was filled with a sense of absolute conviction, though I cannot now say exactly how these things appeared—I recall my descriptions on waking, not the things described—I cannot be sure that what I conceive awake is not also deluded.

It goes without saying that all the trivial analytic truths alleged against scepticism are also to be doubted. The same object may well be able to exist in two places at the same time. When two things are equal to something else, they may not be equal to each other. Not all bachelors may be unmarried men.

So where does this leave us? Does it justify us in believing that nothing exists or that nothing matters? Does it mean that it is not wrong for me to murder my neighbour and rape his wife before sending her to be worked to death in a labour camp? Or that the world view of radical Islam is no worse than that of western liberalism? Or that all knowledge—not excepting the laws of motion—is socially constructed to serve some ideology of repression? I do not think so.

Faced with the apparent reality and consistency of things, I feel no choice but to believe in them—or perhaps I just choose to believe in them. I believe that you exist, and that the whole universe exists as I experience it or as it is persuasively explained to me. I also believe in the validity of clearly conceived ideas. I cannot know these things in the sense that a philosophical rationalist claims to know them, but I see no reason not to believe in them.

From this, it follows that, if we feel any benevolence for our fellow creatures, there are fairly obvious ways of adding to the common stock of happiness. People should be left, so far as possible in the given circumstances, to mind their own affairs. Given that we are left to mind ourselves, there is a large body of experience on which we can draw to minimise our chances of personal unhappiness or the hatred of others from which this often proceeds. We have fair reason to know what is the good life and how to achieve it. So long as it tastes good, does it matter if our dinner really and truly exists? So long as I love her, does it matter if my wife may vanish every time I look away from her?

Only when it is defined as an absolute and undeniable certainty does knowledge become a problem. It is no problem at all, so long as we rely on the evidence of our senses and judge this according to our common sense. That gives us all the knowledge of which we are capable, and all that we need for the improvement of ourselves and of the world around us.

There may be nothing more suited to making the world into a nightmare than an ideology that claims a rational certainty to its conclusions. When disagreement is seen as proof of imperfection or of malevolence, the call for persecution is never far behind. Above the metaphorical entrance to every good society that has ever existed has been inscribed the words “Nothing too much”.

I am a sceptic and a libertarian and a conservative; and these are connected views of the world. I do accept the need for occasional unpleasantness to others. I would send a man to prison for theft; and if I doubt the value of hanging a man for murder, I do believe in the right to shoot him if I catch him uninvited in my house at night. If I can be persuaded that it is for the defence of the community to which I belong, and that no unavoidably horrible consequences will follow, I accept the use of weapons of mass destruction. But I do all this in the belief that I may be wrong, and that I may one day regret all this, or be held up to universal infamy. I see tolerance as a virtue, and I welcome diversity of lifestyle. I think I know roughly what is best for people, but would never presume to impose it on them —unless to prevent them from interfering with the legitimate rights of others.

There—to the best of my ability, and as briefly as I can, I have made my case for scepticism. I only wish I could make a convert of Tony Blair. While nothing can undo the crimes he has already committed, I know as surely as I need to that the world would be a better place in future could it be spared more of his smug, murderous conviction.

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6 responses to “Old Essay on Scepticism

  1. Philosophical scepticism is a perfectly respectable philosophical position believed in by many thinkers over the centuries (of course by saying that I am disclosing that I am not a sceptic – as I accept that these past thinkers actually existed).

    No one has to believe that the arguments of Ralph Cudworth in the 17th century or Thomas Reid and the rest of the Scottish School in the 18th and early 19th centuries (see James McCosh “The Scottish Philosophy” 1877) or the arguments of James McCosh, Noah Porter and others in the 19th century, or the arguments of such people as Cook Wilson, Harold Prichard, Sir William David Ross and others of the Oxford School (in which I would include Antony Flew – although he spent most of his life away from Oxford), are correct.

    No more than one has to believe in the arguments of Aristotelianism (different in form – but not in basic conclusions from the above), either in its forms in the Classical period, or its Christian forms (both the Catholic and “Protestant Scholastics” of the Oxford tradition – before Oxford fell apart with the rise of influence of the Logical Positivists and others), or its Randian Objectivist form.

    HOWEVER.

    When the sceptic engages with the world he or she has made a choice to act (at least) “as if” scepticism was not true.

    First the sceptic has de facto accepted that the external world exists (that it is not just a fantasy or delusion).

    Also the sceptic has de facto accepted that other minds – one can not (for example) fully interact with a person called David Hume, if one does not accept that there is such a person (that he is not just a flesh robot – not a PERSON, a mind (a reasoning “I”).

    Also (before all this) the sceptic has accepted that THEY THEMSELVES exist.

    For one must rembember the most radical form of scepticism – not just to doubt the objective external world, or to doubt the existance of other minds (other people – as opposed to flesh robots). The sceptic has also made a choice that they themselves exist – that a thought DOES mean a thinker, that they (the “I”) exists, and should engage in the world.

    The laws of logic at least (such as A is A – I am myself) are bound up in the basic structure of thought (of idenity – of existance) itself. So the sceptic (simply by accepting their own existance – as a person a reasoning “I”), has de facto accepted the laws of logic. And, as Ludwig Von Mises (see “Human Action” and other works) and others have shown – one can derive economics (and other parts of the study of human action) from basic reasoning itsself.

    Of course just because the sceptic has made a choice to engage with the world – to act as if scepticism was not true, does NOT mean that scepticism is not true.

    For example, it is possible that the external world does not exist – or is radically different from what we believe it to be.

    The sceptic is to be PRAISED for trying to keep open in their minds such a radical possibility.

    However, surely the “burden of proof” is the other way.

    It is not on the ordinary person to show (beyond all possibilty of doubt) that they exist – or that the physical universe exists.

    The burden of proof is upon the sceptic to show that other minds (or the physical universe) does NOT exist.

    Otherwise – the sceptic should act (at least) “as if” other people (other minds – not flesh robots) existed, and that that the physical universe existed.

    Which, of course, is exactly what most sceptics (including Dr Gabb) do. Thus they are able to make choices (as they accept that they exist – as reasoning minds capable of making real choices), and they accept that the physical universe exists, and that other minds (other people) exist.

    They de facto accept these things – at least on a provisional basis.

  2. Specifically on morality – such as the right of self defence (and to come to the defence of others).

    There are least two steps here.

    Firstly one must accept that one exists (as a reasoning “I” capable of making real choices).

    If one does NOT accept that (if one holds “there is no “one” – no “I””) if one denies the possiblity of CHOICE then all MORAL choice (all morality) goes out of the window along with all other choices.

    Contrary to “Compatiblism” – determinism (the flesh robot view of humans) and moral responsiblty are radically incompatible.

    However, accepting the existance of human BEINGS (i.e. that humans are not just flesh robots – that they are PEOPLE i.e. capable of making real choices) does not, on its own, show the correct moral course of action.

    Trying to see what (if anything) morality is (including the alleged right of self defence – and to go to the defence of others whose property is under attack) is part of the subject of “ethics”.

    The subject of “ethics” is a very different subject – and there are various approaches to it (Aristotelian, of various forms, Common Sense, and others).

    However, before one starts the study of ethics one must first accept that there is such a subject (that ethics, morality, exists).

    In short one must reject determinism (including the false comfort of compatiblism) and accept that one (as a human BEING) is capable of making SOME choices (real choices).

    If one does does not accept that one is a human BEING (a reasoning “I”) then moral praise and blame have no basis – for no real CHOICES can be made (including no real moral choices).

    Without the possiblity of real CHOICE there can be no moral conduct (no more than a stone is evil if it falls on a man’s head, what is evil is the CHOICE of a reasoning mind to drop a stone on an innocent person’s head – if there is no real choice, then the flesh robot “human” who drops the stone is no more evil than the stone is).

    However, (I repeat) accepting the possiblity of moral conduct (i.e. of real choices) does NOT fully explore the subject of ethics.

    All it does is mean that there can be a subject called “ethics” (morality) – it only opens the door to the study of this subject.

  3. Will Wolverhampton

    I only wish I could make a convert of Tony Blair. While nothing can undo the crimes he has already committed, I know as surely as I need to that the world would be a better place in future could it be spared more of his smug, murderous conviction.

    I’m puzzled by your vehemence about the “Blair of Little Brain”, as Peter Hitchens calls him. Like Obama, he’s a symptom of a rotten system, not a cause of it. Posturing narcissists are psychiatrically interesting: what’s politically important are the people who fund and promote them and the electorate that is unable to see through them and laugh them off the political stage. Blair was taken seriously by intelligent men and women. That’s what was frightening about him. He wasn’t a good con-man or a good actor. Obama is less frightening to the extent that he’s a better con-man and better actor.

    • TB was the front man for the revolution that largely completed our subjection to arbitrary tyranny. Hating him is a natural response.

      As for your President Amabo, he strikes me a fairly ordinary corrupt lefty. All that marks him out from the common run of American politicians is that he has a brown face – oh, and that he may be a bit less stupid. TB was an altogether more dangerous creature.

  4. Will Wolverhampton

    TB was the front man for the revolution that largely completed our subjection to arbitrary tyranny. Hating him is a natural response.

    I don’t think Blair is big enough to hate. If Peter Mandelson was Iago as played by Kenneth Williams (Richard Littlejohn’s phrase), then Blair was Macbeth as played by Dale Winton. Britain got the nation-wrecker it deserved. Gladstone had Homer, Blair had Hello. In this, as in many other ways, Maggie set the tone for Tone.

    As for your President Amabo, he strikes me a fairly ordinary corrupt lefty. All that marks him out from the common run of American politicians is that he has a brown face – oh, and that he may be a bit less stupid.

    No, I’m a citizen of Blairstrip One too. I think that Blair is Enver Hoxha to Obama’s Stalin and that you are seriously underestimating what Obama, and his epidermis, represent for the future of America and the West. After experiencing Blair, I saw through Obama quickly. Whoever made Blair didn’t throw away the mould, because Obama is uncannily similar: lawyer, narcissist, fake, grotesque wife, etc. I used to think he was brighter than Blair, but I’m not sure now. He seems equally inept and equally lacking in genuine, as opposed to electoral, achievement.

    TB was an altogether more dangerous creature.

    For Brits, yes, but then Hoxha was more dangerous to Albanians than Stalin. For the world, Obama, like Stalin, is far more important. The Democrats, like Labour, are a coalition of parasites held together by the prospect of loot. The Republicans, like the Tories, rely on votes from the productive part of society and reward it by betraying it as hard and fast as they can.

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