If there were some evidence that being informed were a bad, thing, I'm sure someone would have presented it by now. And I highly doubt that and such evidence would come from someone not informed. Well, I take that back: they themselves may be direct evidence, as object lessons, but they would not be able to present any evidence is what I mean, being too uninformed to do so.
If you google "reading books" then it's pretty clear what the benefits are to doing so. What are your goals and how does being uninformed help you further them? How do you explain the disparity between my goal of being informed, and your determination to remain uninformed?
According to Google, there are 129,864,880 different books in the world. Sadly,
no results were found for "historically significant illiterates". Clearly that's not the only indication of the effectiveness of reading, but it kind of gives you an idea.
So I sympathize with your unwillingness to go outside your comfort zone.
We all have our different addictions. You are compulsively addicted to conversing on the internet. I don't share your addiction (I don't think). This is not a bad thing for me. On the contrary, it's a sad thing for you. Unfortunately there's not a whole lot I can do to help you with it, other than point it out, as I just did. You already know you're addicted, but it never hurts to be reminded and someday maybe something will click and you'll be able to break out of it, leave your chair, and go do something productive and thrilling and interesting.
In the meantime, please realize I have raised some very good observations about Pragmatarianism in my first post in this thread, none of which you have challenged, and perhaps none of which you disagree with, or even know enough to know whether you disagree with them (that's one problem with being uninformed). Some of these observations would be quite devastating if fleshed out and followed to their logical conclusions.
Other posters, Anarcho-Capitalist and Sam I am, have raised their own very good points. You haven't actually attempted to address any of these points. I'm not just saying that you haven't addressed them, that would be one thing, but that you haven't even tried. Now perhaps you are not mentally capable of doing so, but I don't think that's it. I think you're just not interested in doing so. I think you don't realize that the posts we have made and the arguments we set forth are any different than the hundreds of other flippant, jotted-off posts you obsessively reply to daily. Or you don't care whether they are. Just so much grist for the mill, just human contact to fend off the loneliness. You have a system, and it's not really about learning and communicating, it's about feeding an addiction.
But by all means feel free to prove me wrong! Just start discussing the actual points we've brought up. If you don't understand one, just ask. For instance: "What are you talking about with the 'capital structure'? Is there a book where I can read about that?", or "What is the diamond/water paradox? Could you refer me to a book or article about that?" And then you go and actually read the book or article. Believe me, this kind of behavior undertaken sincerely -- this change of attitude, that is -- would go super-far in changing everyone's opinion of you. Your little red bar would soon turn green. If you're going to be spending so much time feeding this (what I see as a pointless) addiction, you might as well do so with as much success and enjoyment as possible.
So please, explain to me why Informednessism would not lead you to Pragmatarianism, the Greatest Economic System Known to Man. If you're worried that the implementation of Informednessism in your life may shake your faith in Pragmatarianism, leading you away from it, then what does that say about Pragmatarianism? If it can't stand the test of any informed intellectual consideration, maybe it's all crack and no nut, eh?
So please take the time to become a Informednessismitarian. It is hard to take you seriously unless you do. It reminds me of this scene in a book (Argh! Again with this "books" thing!) I recently started:
The words came out of Randy's mouth before he had time to think better of it. "The
Information Superhighway is just a stinking metaphor! Give me a break!" he said.
There was a silence as everyone around the table winced in unison. Dinner had now,
officially, crashed and burned. All they could do now was grab their ankles, put their
heads between their knees, and wait for the wreckage to slide to a halt.
"That doesn't tell me very much," Kivistik said. "Everything is a metaphor. The word
'fork' is a metaphor for this object." He held up a fork. "All discourse is built from
metaphors."
"That's no excuse for using bad metaphors," Randy said.
"Bad? Bad? Who decides what is bad?" Kivistik said, doing his killer impression of a
heavy-lidded, mouth-breathing undergraduate. There was scattered tittering from people
who were desperate to break the tension.
Randy could see where it was going. Kivistik had gone for the usual academician's ace
in the hole: everything is relative, it's all just differing perspectives. People had already
begun to resume their little side conversations, thinking that the conflict was over, when
Randy gave them all a start with: "Who decides what's bad? I do. "
Even Dr. G. E. B. Kivistik was flustered. He wasn't sure if Randy was joking. "Excuse
me?"
Randy was in no great hurry to answer the question. He took the opportunity to sit back
comfortably, stretch, and take a sip of his wine. He was feeling good. "It's like this," he
said. "I've read your book. I've seen you on TV. I've heard you tonight. I personally
typed up a list of your credentials when I was preparing press materials for this
conference. So I know that you're not qualified to have an opinion about technical
issues.''
"Oh," Kivistik said in mock confusion, "I didn't realize one had to have qualifications."
"I think it's clear," Randy said, "that if you are ignorant of a particular subject, that your
opinion is completely worthless. If I'm sick, I don't ask a plumber for advice. I go to a
doctor. Likewise, if I have questions about the Internet, I will seek opinions from people
who know about it."
"Funny how all of the technocrats seem to be in favor of the Internet," Kivistik said
cheerily, milking a few more laughs from the crowd.
"You have just made a statement that is demonstrably not true," Randy said, pleasantly
enough. "A number of Internet experts have written well-reasoned books that are sharply
critical of it."
Kivistik was finally getting pissed off. All the levity was gone.
"So," Randy continued, "to get back to where we started, the Information Superhighway
is a bad metaphor for the Internet, because I say it is. There might be a thousand people
on the planet who are as conversant with the Internet as I am. I know most of these
people. None of them takes that metaphor seriously. Q.E.D."
"Oh. I see," Kivistik said, a little hotly. He had seen an opening. "So we should rely on
the technocrats to tell us what to think, and how to think, about this technology."
The expressions of the others seemed to say that this was a telling blow, righteously
struck.
"I'm not sure what a technocrat is," Randy said. "Am I a technocrat? I'm just a guy who
went down to the bookstore and bought a couple of textbooks on TCP/IP, which is the
underlying protocol of the Internet, and read them. And then I signed on to a computer,
which anyone can do nowadays, and I messed around with it for a few years, and now I
know all about it. Does that make me a technocrat?"