Archive for the ‘Philosophy’ Category

Jean Baudrillard died today in Paris. You can thank Baudrillard’s Simulacra and Simulation for being the inspiration of The Matrix Trilogy. While I do enjoy these movies, once this idea came out it most definitely clouded any kind of notion of “hidden reality” that has been defined by phenomenology, existentialism, or religion. Sartre, Shankara, Husserl, [...]


I’ve had a bone to pick with afro-centricity for quite some time now, but last night pushed me over the edge. So the tale goes like this: we’re at Notre Dame for a poetry slam for the regional college union something-or-another. I’m the only person from Purdue there; the other people there are from either [...]


Brilliant!

17Sep06

My friends are smart. They just are, be it emotionally, mentally, physically, or spiritually, they are just absolutely brilliant in one way or another. I probably wouldn’t hang out with them if they weren’t. I mean, why would I? I’ve posited this before: the best relationship is one of mutual learning and teaching. If I’ve [...]


On Drink

26Aug06

I don’t really think someone has posited a theory of drink as a method of social interaction. I mean, I’m sure some obscure sociology did some study of bars in London’s grunge scene and alcohol’s effect in 1982, but I’m talking on a general scale. I’ve had a little dialogue about this with the Venezuelan, [...]


Since I don’t think that this piece is going into News and Letters, I’ve opted to publish it here. It’s a little more hostile than I would like it to be, written in my more angsty period of living in Seattle. I was reminded to publish it by my revival in the suspect of the [...]


I may have established my disdain for Seattle’s liberal culture in this journal once upon a time, but, let’s reiterate. The basic jist is that Seattle isn’t a conservative place; in fact, it’s very liberal, with public transportation, recycling, and even a chain of organic grocery stores. But this is either statist liberalism (with the [...]


I finished Chuck Palahniuk’s Invisible Monsters late last night; at a time when I thought I’d be passed out in minutes, I instead read about 50 pages to close out this novel. Palahniuk, that fiendish genius he is (writer of Fight Club and all that), did a phenomenal job with this one, and not phenomenal [...]


Today saw the shine of 8:30, on a sunny Sunday, for the express purpose of ordering large pints of ale and drinking in celebration of the World Cup final. After the 300-400 person line at the local English pub discouraged this kind of behavior, I made my way to a pricey French cafe to watch [...]



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