I CAN WELL UNDERSTAND WHY CHILDREN LOVE SAND (D88)

One thing that is great about not having a GRAD LIFE but being somewhat familiar with it is you can pursue any pseudo-intellectual thread you desire and feel good about yourself for it in the way only grad students can but without other grad students around to criticize you for any misinterpretation along the way, such as figuring out with the help of Wikipedia that Wittgenstein's Mistress is not surprisingly strongly influenced by Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus, and then having PDFs of both open on your computer as you go back and forth between them, feeling really damn good about yourself, because you completely disagree with Wittgenstein's approach to language but nevertheless really enjoy both texts.

And then you can say to yourself, and no one else except your poor blog readers, oh dear, doesn't the overemphasis for Wittgenstein on the relationship between language and reality and simples and complexes seem oh so similar to my man John Wilkens, who (centuries before Wittgenstein) tried to create a perfect philosophical language from the little kernEls of truth and materiality that words represent but got not much further in real terms than translating the Lord's prayer and making funny charts like this:

And then, rather than saying anything rigorous or new or even very interesting, you make a blog post and feel productive for the day!


Hey everyone, listen to Turks in space!

[UPDATE 15:33: LOVE WITTGENSTEIN BUT HATE ON PHILOSOPHERS]