Tuesday, January 17, 2006

GASP alert 1/17/2006 Humble Pie!

GASP alert 1/17/2006

Thanks to Ben and his blog, www.whrsmymnd.blogspot.com I am learning new stuff. I like new. I like stuff!

The Consolations of Philosophy is a book written by Alain De Botton. I have yet to read it but I did find an interesting review on my favorite media retrieving organization, google.
This book was published in 2000. What is the difference between a person's opinion and a person that posesses true knowledge?

Well, obviously the person that possesses knowledge is a Shaman and is so 'smooth' and 'supernatural' that we just couldn't get enough of him...

I don't propose to know a lick about philosophy. But I do know that some philosophers had a pretty dim outlook on human nature; that we are doomed to live a miserable wretched life consisting of perpetual dilusionment and the only way to enlightenment is to rid yourself of all possessions.

Yes. Even your Santana collection. How bleak is that?

But Scruton acknowledges a very important angle that explains a lot of the 'dumbing down' going on around us: It's OK to ask questions-- you're not a snob or an elitest for trying to find real knowledge!

"Tell somebody something they know already and they will thank you; tell them something new and they will hate you for it."

Jezesfreakinchrist! When I think about all the humble pie muthafuckas out there that bow to the tune of a nitwit named Larry the Cable Guy, "Git r Dun!", I just want to put on my Abraxas album and fade away into the Mexican sunset.

"The danger of democracy is that by giving equal weight to all opinions it threatens to marginalise those who know."

But this looks like a good book for someone who wants philosphical theories explained, eg. Socrates, Epicurus, Seneca, Montaigne, Neitzche.

Neitzche. Every would-be intellectual should get one.

So the Golden Globe Awards were last night. Man, Johny Depp's wife is kinda on the skanky side. Geez. Maybe she gives really good head. Maybe Johnny Depp possesses true knowledge which clouds his perception of beauty. Maybe all that Johnny Depp cares about is his Santana action figure doll and how he'd give his left nut to get Santana in a Pirates of the Carribean sequel.

True Story. I interviewed for a job in Frankfort, Kentucky, to be an electrical engineering technician with the local municipality. A little shithole of a place with wood paneling and tiny rooms. I was sitting in the lobby waiting for my interview and I started reading a plaque up on the wall commemorating the original crew of engineers that created this municipality. Halfway down I saw the name John C. Depp. Hmm. Turns out that's Johnny Depp's daddy. Yep, the world's sexiest man's father is a boring crusty old electrical engineer in the capitol city of Kentucky. humble as pie.

1 Comments:

Blogger Ben said...

Hey there, good to hear from you(at last! somebody read my blog...)
Interesting what you said about lsd-I've never tried it myself though I have been told that the weird vertigo/vision thing is similar to an lsd flashback...my mum was a bit of hippy, maybe she put some in my babyfood...Consolations is something I think everyone should read-I've been interested in philosophy for a while but never found it explained so clearly...I tried reading Nietzche but it just gave me a headache. Basically I've understood just about enough to allow me to continue to pretend to be an intellectual.
Anyway, thanks for the mention-I bookmarked your site, looking forward to the next post!

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