The problem with philosophers is that because their jobs are so hard they drink a lot of coffee and thus use in their arguments an inordinate quantity of pots, mugs, and jugs-- to which, sometimes, they might add the occasional rock.I'm no philosopher, but I do appreciate a profession that requires drinking a lot of coffee (or throwing rocks at relativists, also a good use for a rock).
Another notable tidbit:
Do you see now why it feels so good to be a critical mind? ...You are always right! ... Isn't this fabulous! Isn't it really worth going to graduate school to study critique! 'Enter here, poor folks. After arduous years of reading turgid prose, you will always be right, you will never be taken in any more; no one, no matter how powerful, will be able to accuse you of naïveté, that supreme sin, any longer.I do like the sound of always being right. I don't like the reading turgid prose part though.... Can't I always be right, and leave the purple prose to the professionals?
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