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. [...]


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 [...]


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 [...]


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 [...]


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 [...]


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 [...]


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 [...]


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 [...]