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The appeal to definition is a logical fallacy that occurs when someone’s argument is based, in a problematic manner, on the definition of a certain term as it appears in a dictionary or a similar source.
For example, if one person says "this restaurant is freezing" and someone replies with "'freezing' means 'being at or below the temperature where water turns to ice', and it's not that cold here", that person is using an appeal to definition.
Although dictionaries try to capture the meaning of language as people use it, they don't do this perfectly, and can miss things like important connotations.
These arguments often also involve cherry-picking, where people pick their preferred definition for a term out of several possible ones.
To respond to an appeal to definition, make sure that the use of the definition is fallacious, and then explain why the use of definition and/or the definition itself is flawed; you can also use relevant examples to illustrate the problem with this type of argument, and ask the person using it to justify their reasoning.
Natearea (Lyrics)
"Pre-amble: 'Told you I'd come with the thunder! Oh I know this ...my ancient capital I do believe..Wots that thing?
Bridge: So who's afraid in this district now x2 Who's afraid of them big fat cowards? Naebd'y at aw' cause o where we are - Chorus: 'Natearea' x2 Smells like cinnamon..it's familiar..they don't genuflect while they glare at ya! I'll fire for effect while I blare at ya..now there wont be any way of saving ya! Now..
Verse1: Who's afraid of WHO, You pre-tend dementors as long as I'm polemical you know I'll never let up, for three I'll be, your mentor/protector all the way through on how to end, bell-end offenders, slay spawn, assy-metalled, 4 dimensional be-speckled, wishing I would settle, then who'd free you from your terrors, then who'd save hiphop from it's errors, reppin' all dragon-bloodied verbal centaurs and I aint een bringin it from my ain' wee Liondomic ghetto, I'm fun-damn-mental, they Geppetto! I oppose things so compose things they pull strings just to drive me flying flaming mental! Expected I slip it up two levels, 6th dimensional and heckled for the pictures told by the Meta, Any more? Yea I think I do have several, pure ornamental..Imagine a gold coin spinning, both sides all covered in medals! Herculean! Sons of Eons, all dumbed down now into some bow the knee-ers, weakened peons, self over-seers, some even fighting for all the causes set up by demons, not even that aware enough to feel their own deletion, not even deep enough to form their own ideas, let some one else do it for them their whole panacea, so I can't even unify my, own sub-region but they can never take it as it's not here! I still hold all o old Nate-ariaa! notice who's the King of this human guy? Now who's the King of this human guy? nobody at all! and here's why:
Hook: I rule me fool..where I rule is cool, where music is food, where evil is doomed, see though what they do,injustice is fuel, lat Wa wa va boom! Tara 4 da noo!
Verse2: Everything Post Real now and all a travesty, after all the killing Oh Humanity! after all the exposing of your blasphemy,after having to put up with your fake phantomsies, all you bitches do is cause polarity, soz to break down all o your shit tapestry, I have zero interest in your gadgetry, why's you always push and sell depravity, I'm done having to put up with your weird tragedy,there's definitely a problem, with your morality,Oh wow Wow! Man! the gravity, my chivalry is far beyond your capacity, that's why i don't really care bout who's after me, that'll help bring yous your own calamity cause everything I 'sgian-dubh' is bamba Gee! Everything I say n do still Majesty!
There was never any King of this human guy! Nobody at all and here's why..
Hook: I rule me fool, where all get to choose,they desperate ass tools,I do, Not You! Now they can't be fooled by your witches brew,see all that they do,injustice is fuel Tara fo da noo, lat Wah Wah va Boom!
Outro: Now who's the King of this human guy? x3 Nobody at all and here's why! no body at all and here's why.."Nature © 2024