Hugh Hunter has a Phd in the History of Philosophy from the University of Toronto. He was a Post-Doc at Humboldt Universität, Berlin, and has taught philosophy at seven universities.
Mark Mercer is Professor of Philosophy, President of Society for Academic Freedom and Scholarship, and a public intellectual.
While India’s emergence as a hub for commercial surrogacy has given couples a renewed hope of parenthood, several ethical issues have emerged. One, in particular, is the manner in which these surrogate mothers are chosen. Often the women selected as surrogates are poor and illiterate but select surrogacy of their own volition.
I am often asked why I defend the doctrine of universalism, the idea that all people will eventually be saved. As a philosophy student, I do not count myself as qualified to, engage with universalism as a strategy of biblical study or as the correct interpretation of the historic thought of certain theologians. Rather, this article will be successful in so far as I have provided you with reasons to believe that several problems in philosophy can be weakened – or even solved – by postulating universal salvation.
During the summer of 2017, the University of Victoria (UVic) in British Columbia invited applications for a tenure-track position in "the area of social psychology." The advertisement sounded like a great opportunity for freshly minted scholars who wanted to find an institution they could call home--at least until someone offers them a bigger home. However, there was a catch.
Post-modernism has infected many a mind. It parades itself as humble, kind, and empathetic in discourse. It tells us that there is no right or wrong; that nothing is black and white; that thinking there's objective truth only hampers social progress and progressive thought. And since saying that someone is wrong is offensive, we should not say that.
My brother and I had never killed for food before, but it was our turn. It was a chicken, and we'd made a deal that I would hold it down while he decapitated it. We thought it was simple enough until we realised that the knife was blunt; it took five swings before, finally, the head tumbled across the floor.