
Yep. That’s basically all there is. About three pounds. And that’s all THEY are, too. Or so you’re to believe.
“The thing that I find most inscrutable about all of the recent books and essays that have sought to give mechanistic explanations for consciousness, personality, emotions, creativity, the whole human sensorium, is how happy the authors seem about it. They’re nearly giddy with the excitement, and so, for some reason, are many of their readers.
“But for me, as Dylan sang, they’re just ‘selling postcards of the hanging.'”
Curtis White, The Science Delusion: Asking the Big Questions in a Culture of Easy Answers (Brooklyn and London: Melville House, 2014), 131.