Come, come, come my little

by phil on Tuesday Apr 15, 2003 12:59 PM

Come, come, come my little droogies as we are potentially about to embark on the banality of wisdom and aphorisms on Philosophistry.

For this post's requiem for fun-thoughtful-banter, I would like to introduce Neil Robert Miller a guest lecturer from Quantum Theology. He is my professorial, older, whiter, alter ego. His website is like philosophistry except ridden with academia, hippiness, age, and frolick. Anyways, I couldn't find one of his best handouts on his site. It's called, the "Stages of Figuring Out and Discovering the Cure." Basically it discusses the lifecycle of magnificent ideas:

0.1
statement of problem

0.6
possibility

1.0
Stage One, Simple and Innacurate
Cliche: Party Talk (Building Block from the previous solution)
Exciting

1.3
Interesting
Apparently

2.0
Stage Two - Complicated and Inaccurate
Philosophy: Dance, Heartbreak, Poetry, Therapy, Music
Hopeless
Danger

2.8
Abysmal Deathly Failure

3.0
Stage Three - Complicated and Accurate
Science: Medicine, Therapy, Bookkeeping (did you know that this word has three consecutive pairs of the same letters?), Mathematics, Music
Tedious
Victory

3.7
Permanent Satisfaction

4.0
Stage Four - Simple and Accurate
Elementary Education

4.2
Restlessness

5.0
Building Block: (Cliche applied to the next problem)

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In that regard, my droogies, I wonder where are we off to next? To humor and wit--Fontenelle, Montaigne, Voltaire, and Emerson? Or are we only going to see a small respite only to return back to the same Nietzschean style of didacticism from the nuts. I would like to think of myself as an evolving man, one that can rise beyond the muddiness of the mundane, but then every now and then, I keep getting smacked upside the head with myself. One things for certain, whatever I currently read affects my current mode more than anything, which either implies my talent for emulation or my talent for immersion. If you are reading philosophistry only semi-closely, it should be obvious what book that is. Nonetheless, I still like to think I evolve, and I hope that you too, grow out of this, this shell that you've gotten used to.

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