Arguing about the trolley problem with full intensity.
ARGUING ABOUT THE TROLLEY PROBLEM WITH FULL INTENSITY.
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The fluorescent glow of the common room, the faint scent of stale coffee, and the absolute conviction that your ethical framework was the only one that made sense. Remember those nights? It wasn't just a hypothetical thought experiment from Intro to Philosophy. It was a visceral, caffeinated battle of wits, often past midnight, fueled by questionable instant noodles and the shared intensity of brilliant young minds. Someone would invariably drag out a whiteboard, diagrams appearing as if by magic, illustrating the track switch, the five strangers, the one innocent bystander. Voices would rise, not in anger, but in the white-hot passion of genuine intellectual pursuit. Each "but consider this" was an invitation to a deeper dive, a challenge to an underlying assumption. The sheer joy, and sometimes frustration, of dissecting existential quandaries with friends who truly got it. Those debates, born in cramped dorm rooms, were where we honed our critical thinking, where we learned to articulate complex ideas under pressure, long before real-world boardrooms or courtrooms. They shaped us, didn't they? That unique blend of rigorous academia and raw, unfiltered intellectual madness, echoing down the halls until dawn.