'We remember as true things that never even happened': Julian Barnes
(theguardian.com)
The Booker-prize winning novelist reflects on the times in his life when recollection and imagination have intertwined, and wonders whether we can ever rely on our brains to provide us with the truth
The Booker-prize winning novelist reflects on the times in his life when recollection and imagination have intertwined, and wonders whether we can ever rely on our brains to provide us with the truth
How do we tell truths that might hurt? (1975)
(cs.virginia.edu)
Sometimes we discover unpleasant truths. Whenever we do so, we are in difficulties: suppressing them is scientifically dishonest, so we must tell them, but telling them, however, will fire back on us.
Sometimes we discover unpleasant truths. Whenever we do so, we are in difficulties: suppressing them is scientifically dishonest, so we must tell them, but telling them, however, will fire back on us.
Stories I Refuse to Believe
(tedunangst.com)
The internet is filled with stories that purport to teach us a valuable lesson or something about how the world works, and they’re really important because they really happened.
The internet is filled with stories that purport to teach us a valuable lesson or something about how the world works, and they’re really important because they really happened.
Misinformation: A Flawed Concept
(quillette.com)
“Believe those who seek the truth,” André Gide once wrote, “doubt those who find it.” The same can be said of falsehoods.
“Believe those who seek the truth,” André Gide once wrote, “doubt those who find it.” The same can be said of falsehoods.
For the love of God, stop talking about "post-truth"
(conspicuouscognition.com)
This week, I am speaking on a panel at an event on “The Politics of Post-Truth?”. As part of the event, each speaker gives a ten-minute presentation. This is mine:
This week, I am speaking on a panel at an event on “The Politics of Post-Truth?”. As part of the event, each speaker gives a ten-minute presentation. This is mine: