Why is there so much bullshit? Of course it is impossible to be sure that there is relatively more nowadays than at other times. There is more communication of all kinds in our time than ever before, but the proportion that is bullshit may not have increased. Without assuming that the incidence of bullshit is actually greater now, I will mention a few considerations that help to account for the fact that it is currently so great.
Bullshit is unavoidable whenever circumstances require someone to talk without knowing what he is talking about. Thus the production of bullshit is stimulated whenever a person’s obligations or opportunities to speak about some topic exceed his knowledge of the facts that are relevant to that topic. This discrepancy is common in public life, where people are frequently impelled — whether by their own propensities or by the demands of others — to speak extensively about matters of which they are to some degree ignorant. Closely related instances arise from the widespread conviction that it is the responsibility of a citizen in a democracy to have opinions about everything, or at least everything that pertains to the conduct of his country’s affairs. The lack of any significant connection between a person’s opinions and his apprehension of reality will be even more severe, needless to say, for someone who believes it is his responsibility, as a conscientious moral agent, to evaluate events and conditions in all parts of the world.
The contemporary proliferation of bullshit also has deeper sources, in various forms of skepticism which deny that we can have any reliable access to an objective reality, and which therefore reject the possibility of knowing how things truly are. These “antirealist” doctrines undermine confidence in the value of disinterested efforts to determine what is true and what is false, and even in the intelligibility of the notion of objective inquiry. One response to this loss of confidence has been a retreat from the discipline required by dedication to the ideal of correctness to a quite different sort of discipline, which is imposed by pursuit of an alternative ideal of sincerity. Rather than seeking primarily to arrive at accurate representations of a common world, the individual turns toward trying to provide honest representations of himself. Convinced that reality has no inherent nature, which he might hope to identify as the truth about things, he devotes himself to being true to his own nature. It is as though he decides that since it makes no sense to try to be true to the facts, he must therefore instead try to be true to himself.
But it is preposterous to imagine that we ourselves are determinate, and hence susceptible both to correct and to incorrect descriptions, while supposing that the ascription of determinacy to anything else has been exposed as a mistake. As conscious beings, we exist only in response to other things, and we cannot know ourselves at all without knowing them. Moreover, there is nothing in theory, and certainly nothing in experience, to support the extraordinary judgment that it is the truth about himself that is the easiest for a person to know. Facts about ourselves are not peculiarly solid and resistant to skeptical dissolution. Our natures are, indeed, elusively insubstantial — notoriously less stable and less inherent than the natures of other things. And insofar as this is the case, sincerity itself is bullshit.
— Harry G. Frankfurt, On Bullshit
It’s quite actually as simple as there being too many cows
The irony of an online article on Bullshit that is nearly flooded with bullshit advertisements and click-overs to facebook and twitter.
Maybe it’s not that there’s too much bullshit but more that what I consider bullshit may be potentially useful to someone else. What’s more is that what I consider bullshit now may not be in the future and whoever provides me with information may want to account for that uncertainty too.
The greatest bullshit of all: thinking your bullshit is more meaningful than anyone or anything else’s bullshit.
Everything is bullshit. your bullshit. my bullshit. its all the same bullshit. we see bullshit because we dont anything about it. even now. im spitting pure bullshit. i can only see there being no bullshit when people are completely honest with themselves and others…but were always going to think that they’re bullshitting simply because we let out bullshit ideals control how we think about things
Bullshit fertilizes money. There will be more, forever.
Just the sheer amount of bullshit out there is reason enough to see that bullshit has become ubiquitous. As a result there is no more bullshit you can believe in-quality bullshit is really lacking. What we have now is 3rd and 4th rate intellects posers not 2nd rate scholars.
If I could smell you people I know what it would smell like and that’s no bull