Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Holy shit the future is fucked....

So, I just spent about an hour and a half in a Philosophy 101 class with Tempestuous and I have to tell you folks, intelligent thought is an endangered species. These folks were completely lost on a concept as simple as anti-realism. "Nothing is real" is NOT that complicated a concept to grasp is it?

I really wish I could have sat in for the last class when they went over realism. I say wish in the same way I wish I could watch two trains collide headfirst at full speed. It wouldn't be pretty or pleasant to watch, but it would be morbidly entertaining just to see the carnage in creation.

For those of you who haven't had the pleasure of studying philosophy, let me basically explain the primary concept behind it. Remember when you were a kid and everything was new and the world was still this growing thing that constantly evolved around you? Well, find a way to keep that mindset. Think that it's entirely possible that nothing you know is correct. Then just observe the world around you and try to understand it with no concepts of what you already have in your head.

Now that your head hurts, imagine trying to do that while watching and listening to 20 of the most frighteningly clueless people you've ever seen in your life. Its like trying to give yourself a root canal while being forced to watch those childbirth home movies.

So now I sit here in the cafe trying to redeem my consciousness. I have a feeling that when we go back to the class on Thursday I'm going to end up quoting Nietzche a LOT. Primarily just to see if I can make their little unenlightened heads spin completely off their necks.

Today's quote was quite appropriate for me, actually. "There is no price to great to pay to own oneself." Okay, that's kinda paraphrased cuz I can't remember it verbatim, but it's extremely close.

I'm really hoping to get to do a stream of consciousness exercise with them Thursday since that will be the last chance I have to try to make them actually THINK. Most of them have their heads so firmly stuck in the box of their little existance that even the most basic foreign concept makes them twitch like a meth freak in a rubber room.

*grins* Ok, all I will post more later this week and let you know if I've succeeded in giving any of them an aneurism.