[b]Simon Critchley
There are lots of stories about how philosophy begins. Some people claim it begins in wonder; some people claim it begins in worry. I claim it begins in disappointment. [/b]
My guess: It didn’t begin here.
Next up: Where philosophy ends.
Peace is nothing more than the regulation of the psycho-political economy of awe and reverential fear, of using the threat of terror in order to bind citizens to the circuit of their subjection.
You know, aside from it being true.
Philosophy isn’t programmed into us, and a lot of the forces of our culture steadfastly work against it. Philosophy, for me, is a way of resisting the nihilism of the present by making, creating, affirming. By going on.
You know, aside from it being true.
We might even define the human as a dynamic process produced by a series of identifications and misidentifications with animality.
Or, sure, we might not.
I think that when people are at their best, when they are thinking, reflecting, cogitating, then they are doing philosophy. So I don’t see philosophy as an academic enterprise.
Unless of course you take it seriously.
Humor is human. Why? Well, because the Philosopher, Aristotle, says so.
Yo, Ayn!