Since none of the other philosophy blogs I follow have mentioned it, one of the final round contestants of the National Spelling Bee was eliminated last night by misspelling “sorites.” I believe the contestant put a ‘p’ in front of the word. It makes me wonder if these kids know how to do anything other than spell words.
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Yesterday was very strange.
Last Friday I finished up my metaphysics and promptly went on a short vacation to see some friends. I got home Tuesday night.
Then came yesterday. It was the first whole day in which I had to really spend time worrying about what to do now that I have written everything I ever wanted to.
The proper term for what happened was I flipped out.
I was at a bar on Friday. One of my friends says, “Hey Noah, there’s another philosopher here, come talk.” So I go and chat.
She wrote a MA thesis on Levinas. But somehow we got to ethics. I started making fun of virtue ethics, which she believed in. Something about me saying she had tomatoes being cultivated in her head got her riled up. Since I had said I was unimpressed with Singer earlier, she figured me for a deontologist.
“You love rules. You love following rules.. You looove Kant. You want to fuck Kant. You want to fuck Kant!”
This was said in a progressively louder voice, with the last sentence being heard by everyone. For some reason it turned heads and made her friend think it was time to leave.
But not before I got her number.