Scott's Razor
by Scott Hardie on October 5, 2009
Hanlon's Razor states:
Never attribute to malice that which can be adequately explained by stupidity.That's cute, but aren't we all just a little quick to assume either explanation? Nobody trusts anybody else's judgment any more. I propose Scott's Razor:
Never attribute to malice or stupidity that which might be explained by a perfectly good reason that you aren't aware of.
Six Replies to Scott's Razor
Tony Peters | October 6, 2009
I've seen way too much stupidity (even my own) not to assume stupidity most of the time
Steve West | October 6, 2009
My personal hero, Shakespeare, sums it up so well with the oft-quoted, "There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy." Things are rarely just black or white and mutually exclusive.
Steve Dunn | October 7, 2009
OK wow, I thought TC had been slow for a long time and now I see everyone's hanging out in this green part of the site.
Scott Hardie | October 7, 2009
TC is for talking about things other than Rock Block and the goo game?
Aaron Shurtleff | October 7, 2009
Wait, there's things other than Rock Block and Goo Game??
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