Observations from an old cranky jerk who happens to be a professional philosopher. Occasionally philosophical, most often just vulgar. Sometimes focused on sober points of logic and issues in political theory, but more frequently fixed on nonsense. Bad metal bands, crappy guitarists, stupid lyrics, celebrities, pop "culture," telemarketers, irrationality, and other annoyances. Always misanthropic. Anti-religious. Not particularly amusing, either. Some might say insulting. Strange mail. Kook magnet. Doom. Comments from other cranky jerks, young and old.
7 comments:
Some of us are still teaching. Thanks for rubbing it in jerk.
true. campus is always nice in the quiet times in between semesters.
Spiros celebrates
and Anonymous comments
ad hominem: Spring.
Verification:
"unreadju"--is that a jab
from coincidence?
Philosophers can't
recognize their ignorance.
This is not haiku.
Socrates said that
he did not know. But he still
did. Contradiction?
Wisdom is attained
when self-reference is seen
as a trick of mind.
Socrates was sad
When the agora emptied
In the summertime
Seven Twenty-Six:
Not Haiku? Leave behind your
Essentialism.
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