If there is a better way to see a merely real zebra than to have the photons strike a surface, their patterns be stored, and transmitted to my brain, which cross-relates it to every fact about zebras, their behavior, habitat, physiology, and personality on my internal map of a zebra, then I don't know it and can't experience it, since that's what happens when I am in fact actually there, as well as what happens when I look at a picture that someone who was actually there shares with me.
You probably get a much richer sensation of zebra-ness under some conditions (being there, touching the zebra, smelling the zebra, seeing it move) than just seeing a picture of one on flickr. Experiencing zebra-ness isn't a binary value, and some types of exposures will tend to commandeer many more neurons than others.
This image recently showed up on Flickr (original is nicer):
With the caption:
"Awww!", I said, and called over my girlfriend over to look.
"Awww!", she said, and then looked at me, and said, "I think you need to take your own advice!"
Me: "But I'm looking at the zebra!"
Her: "On a computer!"
Me: (Turns away, hides face.)
Her: "Have you ever even seen a zebra in real life?"
Me: "Yes! Yes, I have! My parents took me to Lincoln Park Zoo! ...man, I hated that place."
Part of the Joy in the Merely Real subsequence of Reductionism
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