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.
