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Small-Scale Question Sunday for February 15, 2026

Do you have a dumb question that you're kind of embarrassed to ask in the main thread? Is there something you're just not sure about?

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So, what are you reading?

Still on Macpherson's Possessive Individualism. For some reason it has connected with me. His basic thesis appears to be that the origins of liberal thought depended on the idea that one was the proprietor of his own person and abilities, completely independent from others in this, thereby ignoring the formative nature of societal influences in his own character.

Perhaps the reason why it has resonated is the hope of, not a politically motivated economic fiction, but simply a way of thinking. If there's a clear and minimal analytical toolset or mindset which can help me be cognizant of possible errors of judgement arising from capitalist influence, I would certainly like to know it. It remains to be seen if this is where the book is headed.

Very slow progress on Said and Al-Ghazali.

Only a few chapters into Ubik. It's remarkable how high-variance a writer Philip K. Dick is when it comes to his level of horniness. Some of his books are remarkably soberly written: others, it feels like he was typing with one hand. A nineteen-year-old girl comes over to a guy's apartment for a job interview: partway through, she begins stripping off for some reason I still don't understand, and of course she has a real set of badonkers. Did any writer in the Western canon love tits as much as Dick? This was commented upon in the 2023 edition of the Lyttle Lytton prize:

Loris is in her womb now, as I’m looking at her.  And one day she will nurse at those superb breasts.

Dr. Futurity by Philip K. Dick

The book quoted above (and yes, the italics are in the original) is from 1960.  In 1974, Dick suffered from a series of drug-induced hallucinations and spent the rest of his life in the grip of a sort of religious insanity, believing at vari­ous points that he had been possessed by the spirit of the prophet Elijah and that he was living a parallel life as a persecuted Christian in first-century Rome.  During this period he wrote a book called The Divine Invasion which I had to read for a college class.  “In the ancient Persian religion, Zoroastrian­ism,” the novel explains, “a sifting bridge had to be crossed by the newly dead person.  […]  Judaism in its later stages and Christianity had gotten their ideas of the Final Days from this.  The good person, who managed to cross the sift­ing bridge, was met by the spirit of his religion: a beautiful young woman with superb, large breasts.”  So I guess it goes to show⁠—you can go mad, you can become a radically different person, but perhaps there is always some deep-seated element fundamental to who you are that will never change.

I love myself some Dick that came out wrong

I love myself some Philip K. Dick, but once you get past the classics, that is, Ubik, A Scanner Darkly and everything that had a movie very loosely based on, the stories start to blend into one. It's as if he had this massive 7D hologram of a perfect story inside his mind, and every book is a crude projection of it from a different angle.

everything that had a movie very loosely based on

That is a lot of stories though. PKD might be one of, if not the, most adapted writer of the 20th century.

He's also one of the most prolific writers, as well, so there's still a couple dozen novels left.