Results of Moral Objectivity Poll

On March 19, 2019, I launched a thought experiment poll in Google forms. I wanted to see how people perceived objective moral values and duties. For me, this was a test of 2 things:

  1. Do people understand what objective moral values are?
  2. Do people sense that some (if not all) moral values and duties are objective rather than subjective? Do they sense a true difference between good and evil?

One commonly cited example of an act that is wrong in any situation is rape, so the thought experiment included a dilemma that could potentially justify rape to save the human species.

I posted an invitation to this poll on my Facebook page, and on Reasonable Faith’s page. The latter is a common hangout for both devout Christians and devout atheists. Whether the link was shared to third parties, I do not know. All respondents would obviously be in a population that has Internet access and that understands written English. Thirty-eight people completed the poll.

The questions and results follow. I’ve included 7a and 7b with their original results, but will also show a “clean” version of the data since a few people didn’t quite follow the instructions to only answer 7a OR 7b based on their answer to question 6. You’ll see this if you add up the responses to each question.

(The 7.9% group in the first chart refers to the “Something else” response, not “Jewish.” The colors were similar in Google’s results.)

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Clean results for 7a and 7b.

7a. Of those that believed that objective moral values exist:

  1. 67.7% believe their source is God
  2. 16.1% believe their source is evolution or Mother Nature
  3. 16.1% answered “something else”

7b. Of those that believe that morality is subjective:

  1. 71.4% (5 people) believe morals come from local norms and customs
  2. 14.3% (1 person) said that whatever he thought was right in a given situation, regardless of what others thought, was moral
  3. The last person (14.3%) answered “something else”


  1. 82% of respondents said that there are objective moral values. 95% said that rape is inherently evil. How can an act be inherently evil if morality is subjective, and changes based on circumstances and environment? If a property is inherent, the observer’s opinion of it is irrelevant. Five people of the thirty-eight that responded do not understand inherent properties and the concept of objective moral values. That may be part of the problem.
  2. Of the two that claimed they did not believe that rape was inherently evil, one identified as “something else” in terms of religious belief, and the other identified as an atheist. Both of these results appeared after the second time I posted an invitation to Reasonable Faith’s Facebook.
  3. As cited in the clean results for 7b, 5 people, or 13% of total respondents believe that morality comes from local norms and customs. For this 13%…is eating people if you’re among a cannibal tribe moral? When Nazis ruled Germany, was killing Jews moral? If you’re comfortable with that, we don’t have enough common ground to have a discussion.
  4. At least a majority–arguable at 82% or 95% based on 1 above–believe that objective morality is a thing. That is the other thing I wanted to test, and this poll confirmed my hunch that people are, as a majority, aware of objective morals and duties.

Thought experiment concerning objective moral values

Much of what I’m writing currently revolves around morality and Christian apologetics. My reading on the subject delves into some areas I hadn’t thought much about before, one being objective vs. subjective morality.

I have a thought experiment for you. It is short, and responses are anonymous. It is limited to one login via Google though. Be forewarned that it deals with some fairly dark psychology and morality. Should take 1-2 minutes.

If you tested it: thank you, and your responses are still in the data. I kept the results.

Sharing of the link as broadly as possible is encouraged to avoid skewing data toward people like myself. I’ll close it on or around July 1. If enough people take it to form a statistically significant group, I’ll post the results.

Take the poll via this link:

The Year’s Best Military & Adventure SF, Vol. 5

I’m super-stoked that “Homunculus,” my 2018 Jim Baen Memorial Short Story Award winner, has been selected for inclusion in Vol. 5 of The Year’s Best Military & Adventure SF, edited by David Afsharirad and published by Baen.

This is the first time I’ve signed a second contract on a story, and I’m quite honored that it’s for a “Best of” anthology. It comes out June 4, 2019, and you can get it from Amazon or Barnes and Noble. Here are some links to pre-order this awesome anthology: AmazonB&N.

Broad emotional palette

Last year I read a novelette by Ted Chiang called “Understand,” which is about a guy with rapidly accelerating intelligence due to a super-secret experiment. As part of this process, he realizes that he feels things that other people don’t feel because they don’t dissect their experiences as deeply or understand nuance.

Part of writing well, based on my early-career assessment of my writing that sells vs. what doesn’t, and what I enjoy reading, is allowing the reader to wear another life through emotion. If a writer has correctly conveyed an emotion that I’ve either felt (relevant connection) or want to feel (wish fulfillment), I will enjoy wearing their written life more. I listened to an interview on the radio several months ago in which an artist talked about capturing a feeling that would resonate with maybe just one person, but that would bring them a sense of connection that they didn’t get elsewhere. Perhaps you’re the only other person who’s felt that exact thing, and by writing it well, you’ve just become a reader’s most intimate friend.

So I’ve been making a study of things I feel that don’t seem to have names, or that I see written/acted rarely.

We moved several times when I was growing up, but the places we moved to were within an hour or so drive of each other. I travelled through that area recently, and so I visited the place where I went to grade school, and the place we lived when I was in high school. I revisited my undergrad college recently also, and simply jumping in this time machine brought memories out of my head and into reality. I’ve had the same experience when going through old paperwork to compile resumes, background investigation forms, etc. I don’t think “haunted” is the right word. It’s too generic. When I go on these physical trips to facilitate mental travel, I get all the bad with all the good. Even stranger is the feeling that one of my grade schools is an antique store (most of it had to be closed because it was a death trap) and a building where I had some fun memories at college had been torn down completely. My high school is going to be demolished in the summer of 2019, and I was fortunate to get one last look after-hours when a Spanish teacher let me in. Part of me resides in not-so-ancient ruins, and places that no longer exist. That is a useful feeling–one worth putting onto the page.

I got onto the elevator at my church (I’m lazy) a couple of months ago, and there was a woman whose body-language was very introverted. We were the only two people on the elevator. I’m usually a bit of an introvert too, but she seemed to be honestly afraid that I was in the elevator with her. I hadn’t spoken a word to her, and held the door open when she went inside. Sometimes when I’m alone with people, and thinking entirely benign, non-aggressive thoughts, they will give me the vibe that I’m a scary person. I have a little bit of rank in the military also, and sometimes, before I get to know the new kids and they realize I’m laid back and often not serious about anything, I’ll get the scary-officer vibe from them. I was on the other end of it when I was brand new too, so I get that one. Is there a name for the fear of causing fear in others? That seems like a character trait worth giving to someone on the page also.

What about the guilt of feeling some joy at the horrible death of someone who’s done you wrong? Schadenfreude is a word, but it means something before that guilt kicks in. What is the guilt of having felt schadenfreude? Is it just normal, every-day guilt?

What about the feeling of becoming detached from your own emotional experience so that you can observe and record it for your work? Is “going to the balcony” (from negotiation doctrine) or “observing ego” (from psychology) descriptive enough?

Schrödinger’s Pockets

Do you remember Schrödinger’s cat? Of course you do. Everyone does. It was conceived as a joke–not against quantum physics, as many believe–but against ethics. Why should one poor cat be stuck in two states as both alive and dead while no one else suffers such disparate fates?

It wasn’t until the discovery of Pandora’s Box–yes, the actual box handed down from Olympus–in the basement of a collector in Crete, that Erwin Schrödinger was willing to bring his thought experiment into reality.

That was, as everyone knows, the beginning of two pocket universes–one without trouble, evil, and darkness, and one with all of those horrible things. A man named Voltaire started to write a book called Candide once upon a time, but he threw his manuscript away when he realized that we live in the best of all possible worlds. He realized that without problems and evils, there could be no plots.

Imagine it–a world with racism, poverty, and infidelity. Who could conceive of such a place? It boggles the mind that people should even exist in a world where Pandora’s Box sprang open when a quantum was observed.

Give thanks then, dear reader, that we live in the world we do. We live in the best of all possible worlds.

Leaders Taste Better and Other Stories

Pre-order a collection (published July 20, 2018) that includes all my published work from 2017, a couple of previously unpublished stories, and a contest-winner from 2015. Contents of “Leaders Taste Better and Other Stories” include:

Leaders Taste Better (urban fantasy, humor)

Moonlight One (hard science fiction, mystery, space colonization)

The Death of Arthur Owsley (mystery, urban fantasy, philosophy, noir)

Game Theory (hard science fiction, flash fiction)

Gifted (hard science fiction, mystery)

Bullet Catch (hard science fiction, space colonization, space medicine)

The Green Fairy (urban fantasy, humor, dad jokes)

The Aeronaut (steampunk, military science fiction, hard science fiction)


So I won the Jim Baen Memorial Short Story Award this year, which is pretty cool. The story that won is called Homunculus, and you can read it for free on their site.

I used as much existing science as possible for this tale of rescue and adventure set on Titan, a moon of Saturn. In my original blind submission, I had footnotes to proofs of concept for things in the story like turning methane (abundant on Titan) into plastic and human powered flight with strap-on wings. One of my friends thought it read too much like a research paper with all the footnotes, but I sent it that way anyway. The editors thought they were unnecessary for folks who just wanted the adventure story.

Here, for the curious, are my original post-script notes for the story:


Notes and proofs-of-concept

  1. Tholins


  1. Quantum entanglement testing


  1. Julian Nott: flying on Titan


  1. Turning hydrocarbon gases into plastic proof-of-concept


  1. Lithium-Ion Batteries exploding:


Doggo was next up for judging at the dog show. The wheelchair-bound Mr. Gordon rolled up with Mrs. Peet walking next to him. They were the most formidable judges in all of dog showdom.

Margaret, Doggo’s owner, knew her pup had a propensity to jump on people in chairs.

“Heel,” Margaret whispered quietly, with a nervous glance at Mr. Gordon.

To Margaret’s horror, Doggo lunged toward Mr. Gordon’s wheelchair. Doggo leapt up and placed his front paws on Mr. Gordon’s shoulders. Too horrified to react, Margaret could only watch as green glowing energy emanated from Doggo’s paws and flowed into Mr. Gordon.

A moment later, Doggo leapt back and sat next to Margaret’s leg.

Mr. Gordon wiggled his feet, then got out of his wheelchair.

“Holy crap,” Mr. Gordon said. “My legs work. I can walk!”

“Doggo,” Margaret whispered, embarrassed, “I said ‘heel.'”

“Darn it, Margaret,” Doggo said. “I am so sorry. I thought you said ‘heal.'”

The Post-Apocalyptic Tourist’s Guide

I’ve been working on a project for several months with some friends, and it’s finally coming to fruition.

The Post-Apocalyptic Tourist’s Guide, Series 1 follows Thursday Forrester as he’s forced to leave his home in Louisville, Kentucky to travel across the remnants of the United States, fighting barbaric clans, monsters, and worse, even as his body fails him.

These stories also function as tourist’s guides, and are written by people who live in each city (or have for a significant portion of their lives). I’ve spent months researching Louisville’s history, and the stories behind some of its neatest attractions–especially the ones you won’t normally see in a tour guide. Want to know where I’d take a date? Thursday might fight his way through its ruins. Want to know where I’d eat? You’ll find that too.

You can pre-order “The Post-Apocalyptic Tourist’s Guide to Louisville” at the Kindle Store. It’s about 18,200 words (90-ish pages). It will be published November 1, and features cover art by award-winning graphic artist Preston Stone:

Subsequent episodes will be published every 2 weeks, at $3.49 each.

Series 1 is comprised of 6 episodes, and will take you across the US.

Series 2 writers will take you a bit farther.

Follow us on Facebook: The Post-Apocalyptic Tourist’s Guide,
Twitter: @TPATGofficial, and
Instagram: TPATG (where we’ll post research-in-progress pics)

Our official site is This will have links to Kindle releases, author bios, pictures, maps, and more.


The Breakthrough

Mark Zuckerberg and Elon Musk had long since passed away, but two men who looked and spoke very much like them met at Social Media Guy (SMG)’s lab. Mars-Colonizing Solar Panel Car Guy (MCSPCG) sipped a $500 cup of tea made from leaves that had been carried 100 miles on the backs of virgin mules in Tibet.

“I’ve finally done it,” SMG said. “That’s why I brought you here.”

“Done what, exactly?” MCSPCG asked.

“I’ve solved the energy crisis and found a way to enable faster-than-light space travel,” SMG said. “We can go anywhere. We can do anything.”

“Come now,” MCSPCG said. “Saving mankind and becoming a solar-powered AC-induction Hyperloop space-messiah is my department, isn’t it?”

“Hear me out,” SMG said. “Or actually, just watch.”

SMG took a cable marked “The Internet” in one hand, and connected it to a socket on the wall of the lab’s quarantine area.

“Inside that lab, I’ve linked batteries that can hold enough juice to power the United States for a year–about 4,000 Terawatt hours’ worth,” SMG said.

MCSPCG raised a single eyebrow in amusement as he sipped the $500 tea.

“Now,” SMG said. “I’m just going to connect my ‘The Internet’ feed from the outside world through this converter, and open Facebook. This system converts negative energy into usable energy.”

“Negative energy?” MCSPCG asked. His eyes widened as he set the tea cup down. “But the–”

“Trust me,” SMG said. He then typed two words into The Internet: ‘Politics. Discuss.’

“But you can’t–” MCSPCG stammered.

One of the batteries exploded before SMG was able to throw the emergency shutoff. The experiment had lasted 1.037 seconds.

The rest of the battery meters read ‘100% full.’

A lab tech raced into the room, breathless.

“Sir, Mr. Umm—whatever your name is–we’ve gotten an urgent message from NASA!” the tech said.

“An urgent message?” SMG asked. “What does it say?”

“One of the cryogenic orbital ships–the ones containing all the Walt Disney-eque frozen heads in off-world secure storage–its orbit decayed, and well, it fell into the ice giant planet it was orbiting.”

“That’s terrible,” SMG said. “What do they need from us though?”

“Word of your discovery has already leaked,” the lab tech said. “They’re asking for use of your negative energy harvesters to pull one of the frozen heads out of the ice. It’s a prominent politician from 2017, and the cryo-pod’s AI has sent out a distress call asking for rescue.”

“I see,” SMG said. “Let me do some math.”

He doodled on a white board, but quickly became frustrated.

MCSPCG stepped in, picked up a dry-erase marker, and doodled some other figures. He too became frustrated.

SMG turned to the lab tech, who’d been waiting in breathless anticipation.

“Tell them we’re sorry,” SMG said. “Send this message to the politician’s AI: ‘We have all the energy we could ever want, sir, but it’s still not going to be enough energy to pull your head out of Uranus.”


Copyright by Stephen Lawson, 2017. Feel free to link to it.