I WAS STANDING at the kitchen sink the other day – an ageing Metro Man doing the washing up – and I was idly thinking about the causality of phenomena as a perception of reality. Now, I must admit, the causality of phenomena as a perception of reality isn’t...
It can safely be said, I think, as I wash foodscraps from my dishes, wondering how many billions of sub-atomic particles I’m consigning down the drain, that the theory of the phenomenal or physical world as the sole reality has hinged on one hitherto undeniable...
You may remember the genre of the kitchen sink dramas and movies of the late fifties and early sixties. The rather pompous middle-class attitudes and characteristics of the previous ages were suddenly shoved aside, and we saw what real life for so many people really...