Two Dogmas of Empiricism

TWO DOGMAS OF EMPIRICISM

A Lesson in the Power of Philosophy

 

 

I was having coffee with the DC

representative of a big consumer group,

trying to explain to him their advocacy

of an APR-based rate cap

was sheer idiocy. It harmed

the poorest consumers disproportionately:

it was inherently discriminatory.

 

He seemed to think I was lying.

He wasn’t biting or buying, so 

I had another go.

 

“Isn’t it your mission

To help the poor? 

Then drop the caps! Low

rate loans cost more

than the reverse. I know 

it’s counter-intuitive,

like telling the Inquisition

that the earth goes round the sun,

but it’s also true. Don’t be a flat-earther.

History won’t be kind to you – 

it’s like being an Obama birther!”

 

Still no action. Nothing gained.

He was a lawyer, of course, trained

to counter, not to give, at any cost,

even when his argument was lost.

 

He was glancing at his watch,

mumbling something about a lunch

appointment…Thinking back

to what I’d read about him, on a hunch,

I tried a different tack.

“What was your major in college?”

“Philosophy.” “Really? So was mine.

Do you remember an article,

Two Dogmas of Empiricism,

by Professor Quine?”

 

He didn’t but his cynicism

if not quite ended, was at least 

temporarily suspended.

It was worth a shout.

“Why? What was it about?”

 

“People used to say that there were two

kinds of true statement, analytic and synthetic.

An analytic truth was true

in all possible worlds. Examples were

the Laws of Euclid and the Laws of God.

Synthetic truths, on the other hand, 

were merely contingent, 

like saying “This mug is on the table.”

Now it’s true. And now it isn’t.

This sort of truth is obviously unstable.

 

I studied his face. 

“Are you following me so far?” He nodded.

“Carry on,” he prodded.

 

“Well, a man called Riemann showed that in space

parallel lines do meet, thus refuting

one of Euclid’s Laws and creating 

Riemannian Geometry,

which paved the way for Einstein’s Theory 

of General Relativity.

 

The implications were shocking.

Quine proposed that there was no such thing

as analytic truth. Instead,

there was one huge field of statements

that were true: those on the edge

were most contingent, 

joining and leaving the field every moment, 

while those in the middle never moved,

until the contrary was proved.

 

It would take a powerful wave

to shake the field up to the point that peace

could only be achieved,

and some stability retrieved,

by changing one of these 

more central truths. But every 

now and then it has to happen.”

 

“So, absolute truth is absolute crap and

the Laws of Religion 

are all contingent.

 

I get it,” he said. “But what

does it have to do with rate caps?”

“I think, perhaps,

 

you already know. All along

your group has proclaimed a doctrine 

in a way which is quasi-religious.

It brings donations in –

it’s popular, prestigious.

But all the evidence is showing you it’s wrong. 

APRs are a function of the size

and length of a loan. That means that no 

rate could be fair for all loan sizes. 

Simple logic. Second, the surprise is

 

there’s an inverse relationship between cost and rate.

That means a rate cap kills the loans

that cost the least, the only loans

that poor consumers can afford.”

The prize pugilist was staggering now:

I wanted him floored.

 

“Open your eyes. The only way 

to restore stability to the field

is to abandon the dogma

you believed was analytic.”

 

The next day he emailed

 me to say he’d bought

 the book. I told him

I looked forward to his thoughts.

“Any day,” he promised. “Any day.”

 

Instead, next time I made it up to town,

he’d left the organization altogether.

Presumably, lacking the ability

to change their policy on his own, 

he’d had to leave to restore 

his own stability.

I even felt a bit remorseful, since before

his life had meaning, had a mission

as an honored member of the Inquisition.

Then, one day, on the road to Damascus,

Pentheus encountered Philosophy

and everything that was clear 

was suddenly cloudy,

and all that had been comfortably dark as night 

was now blindingly bright.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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