That said, there’s something a bit weird about drawing an equivalence among these kinds of wrongness. Our beliefs about human beings somehow feel fundamentally different than our beliefs about, say, God, or the global financial system, or whether it’s better to take the Long Island Expressway or the Triborough Bridge in rush hour. The difference begins here: when I try to understand another person, my mind is trying to make sense of another mind. That means I’m forging a belief about something that—at least in some very basic sense—I am. However much individual people might differ from one
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