#utilitarian meme

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mill: benthams panopticon is super immoral guys!!

british government: haaaaaaaaahahahahahahahahaha

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utilitarian trap

you are with your utilitarian friend. you bring them to a room. in the one is their mother with a gun to her head. in the other is a pile of chocolate, with an extra bar added every minute. before you even say it they begin to sweat. 'choose one' you say, 'you know what bentham would do'. another bar lands on the pile. a shot rings out. they really did bite the bullet

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Philosophy Student Wet Dream

you wander up to the trolley dilemma in real life. that asshole who always claims that if you just walk away its not ur responsibility is lying on the track on their own. the trolley is hurtling towards them. ‘sorry,’ you say, smiling sweetly, 'its not my responsibility’

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3. We are being followed! Our muses have to kiss one another to avoid having their faces seen.

They were both technically wanted.  Neolution wasn’t exactly pleased that either of the two of them were walking around.  What was worse was that both of them abetted in the other’s escape.  

As par Susan Duncan’s wishes, Krystal was to be euthanized whilst still posing as her daughter, Rachel, so as to allow Rachel to truly move around freely in the world (and to free Dyad from having to pay for life support for the then unconscious Krystal).  It was going to seem natural.  She would be moved and during that time she would simply ‘pass on’.  But Delphine had requested some time alone with her and Krystal had woken up and revealed her identity and all of those plans were quashed.

Then, after ‘subduing’ Delphine Cormier, she was taken to Neolution to undergo a treatment that would, hopefully, end with her choosing to work with them of her own ‘free will’.  (Though ‘free will’ was, perhaps, speaking in dishonest terms, as she would technically be under their own brand of mind control.)  How Krystal had gotten through to Doctor Cormier after said treatment was something that Neolution couldn’t quite figure out but, boy, had it pissed them off.  Those two were nuisances.  And they had to be dealt with.

And that was how Delphine and Krystal ended up on the run together.  Krystal knew they were being followed.  She had hoped that, after some time, they would be able to throw off the agents tailing them, but no such luck.  Contrastingly, their pursuers only seemed to be getting more aggressive and more ready to move in on them.  They had to act now.  

Grabbing Delphine’s shirt collar, she idled her back into the nearest wall and then pulled her down so that their lips could meet.  They stayed that way for a little.  And once sure that they had lost the men who were following them, Krystal let Delphine go.  “Sorry,” she said.  “We were being watched.”  She didn’t like the idea of forcing someone into a kiss.  Especially someone who probably had never thought about kissing her before.  It was likely a huge blindsiding moment.  But she hadn’t known what else to do.

And there was another upside- “Ooh, your lipstick tastes like berries!” She puckered her lips, instantly back to smiling.  “That’s, like, really good! You’re gonna have to tell me what brand this is.”

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4. Our muses are pressed awkwardly together in a confined space to avoid being found by someone.

Why had they even thought that infiltrating Dyad would be a good idea? Now they were hiding in a closet, avoiding the guy who vacuumed the halls late at night.

Of course they hadn’t realized that it had been that guy before they jumped into the closet because otherwise they would have probably tried to run.  This was much more time consuming.  (Maybe, in another situation, where Krystal wasn’t present, said guy would have ended up dead or unconscious.  Probably just unconscious.  But she had been very insistent to Rudy, before they even entered, that she wanted to try to avoid anyone getting hurt in the slightest.)

No doubt it made things more difficult.

And time-consuming.

But it was better.

She had almost sighed out of exasperation.  But the vacuums whirring, louder and quieter as it came closer and nearer to them was funny to her, especially when it sounded, once, like it was about to completely trail off and the janitor was going to move on and then it just came right back.

Krystal laughed, but instantly threw a hand in front of her mouth.  It did nothing to quell her giggles, but maybe it would further dampen the noise so they could remain hidden.  Not that the janitor could probably hear much over the vacuum as it was.