There is Nothing in the Freezer, I tell the Owner. That is Impossible, says the Owner. You come and Look, I say. I see Something, says the Owner. That is not Something, I say, that is a Space where Something Should Be. A Space in which there is Nothing. Victor […]
What is Heaven? I ask. I do not know, says the Owner, although it is generally held to be a Place to which those who have led a Good Life spend a Blissful Existence after they Die. I do not see, I say, how Heaven could possibly be Blissful for […]
What is it all for? I ask the Owner. Philosophers’ answers to this question are numerous and varied, says the Owner, but Friedrich Nietzsche said the question itself is meaningless because in the midst of living, we’re in no position to discern what it is all for, and stepping outside […]
The Doorbell Rings. Do not answer it, I tell the Owner, it could be an Alien. That would be Exciting, says the Owner, but I think it is the Ocado Man. I do not like Aliens, I tell the Owner. The Moral Dog has never seen any Aliens, says the […]
I am so glad to see you looking Normal Again, I tell the Owner, after your Night spent as a Giant Cheese. The Moral Dog was Dreaming, says the Owner. I have not spent the night as a Giant Cheese. How can you be sure? I ask. Because, during the […]
Why is that star moving? I ask the Owner. It is not a Star, says the Owner, it is a Satellite. How did it Get There? I ask. It was thrown Very Hard and Very High, says the Owner, in Order that it could Circle the Earth Forever. What is […]
What is this Fuss about A levels? I ask. It has been a Travesty of Unfairness, says the Owner. What is Fairness? I ask the Owner. There are many ways of describing Fairness, says the Owner. Principally Fairness is understood to be about Justice and Equality. It concerns the Perceived […]
There seems no point in Racism, I say, when All Persons are Basically Persons. That is Very Wise, says the Owner. How does the Moral Dog know this? It is Obvious, I say. You all Smell Human to a Moral Dog, I say. Racists are simply Despising Themselves, I say. […]
There is One Lolly Remaining. You have it, I say to the Owner. No, You have it, says the Owner. No Really, says the Owner, the Moral Dog must have the Lolly. No, Really, I say, no Dog that is Moral could possibly Eat the Last Lolly. We share the […]
What is it Like to be a Person? I ask. How do you know it is Like Anything? Says the Owner. It must be Like Something, I say. Otherwise what would be the Point? The Moral Dog raises an Interesting Philosophical Question, says the Owner. Most Philosophers see Two Central […]
There is Mud on the Bed, says the Owner. Really? I say. I wonder How that Got There? I say. Is that a Real Really? Asks the Owner, or One of those Fake Reallies used by Moral Dogs to whom the Facts of the Matter are of No Surprise. Squeaky […]
I cannot go to bed, I am watching for Dinosaurs, I say. There are no Dinosaurs in Highgate, says the Owner. There were supposedly no Dinosaurs in the Isle of Wight Yesterday, I say. But today I hear that one has been Found, I say. A Tyrannosaurus has indeed been […]
How does the Owner define Morality? I ask. That is a Huge Question, says the Owner. It appears, I say, to be a Set of Rules designed to separate Moral Dogs and Lollies. It is Far More than That, says the Owner. Give it a Shot, I say. Make it […]
The Prime Minister says it is Criminal to Cross the Channel from France to seek Asylum, I say. So I Gather, says the Owner, Scribbling Carefully. Is it not Criminal? I ask the Owner. No, says the Owner. It is Not, says the Owner. Even if you are a Migrant […]
What is Honour? I ask the Owner. What does the Moral Dog think Honour is? Asks the Owner. The Moral Dog sense a Loaded Question. It is an Indication of Respect, I say. Kant was the first major Western philosopher to put respect for Persons, including Oneself as a Person, […]
