Faust, Come Talk To Me

It strikes me that there is a thread out there where you are trying to have a serious discussion and you do not feel like you are being listened to.

Now, whether or not you are actually being listened to and having your statements considered is not for me to say. I can only know what my opinion of the matter is, I can not know whether or not they are actually listening, only they can know that.

Anyway, Faust, you’re 100% awesome and I would like to have a conversation with you, you pick the topic. As we both know, I probably can’t hang with you regarding most matters, but I will be happy to listen to what you have to say and I will give replying to you in a manner that is rational, reasonable, and intelligent my best shot.

The conversation that you speak of - they are listening but not hearing. My philosophical positions are childishly simple. They are just free of metaphysical lust, and are expressed with strict use of language. That is the only difficulty people have with me. Everyone here can hang with me - not everyone wants to. I am more interested in arguments (especially bad ones) than in topics.

Maybe once I’ve had some more coffee, and have smoked my morning doob, I will think of something interesting to talk about.

Maybe not.

say faust, what’s that school of thought you subscribe to again? logical what?

p.s, the trick to scare away any uncoothes is to just be so mundane you bore the living shit out of them…

cheers

I employ Logical Postivism in my view, but my view is not limited to that - LP is merely a tool.

That’s an interesting perspective.

Is there a category of philosophical discipline where the practitioner attempts to sound really smart just throw people off the scent of their stupidity?

That one’s mine man, all mine.

I believe I had it patented first, but I will accept it if you wish to make it a joint venture.

Deconstruction, Mas… :wink:

Aw, fuck … seriously? Man, and after the offer by Pavlovian I was looking forward to generating some wealth from published works.

matty, has anyone ever accused you of being a dream killer?

Ah, but the beauty of it is that it can be repackaged for each new generation of unsuspecting drones, especially given that it is broadly applicable to every niche market you care to mention.

It’s the gift that keeps on giving and the secret never to be revealed, where justice never comes!

Required conditional: intelligence.

I recently took a home test for idiocy, a type of litmus test for morons. It’s supposed to use a particular color scale to indicate level of idiocy; mine came back in bright red letters.

“Jesus, you’re a Cosmic fucking idiot!” - surprising what they can fit on a litmus stick these days. :blush:

:laughing: You could always do as most other deconstructionists (if that isn’t a word made up by morons I don’t know what is) and plagiarise. Badly.

Bad plagiarism? Dude, I’m so there. :character-beavisbutthead:

Deconstruction?

It’s cool, Mastriani, I’ll simply contract your services from time to time, then you won’t technically be a business partner.

Okay, but you’re filling out the 1099, I fucking hate tax forms.

We’ll just keep it under the table. I don’t want to match your Social Security/Medicare.

Why can’t this thread be about me again?

I felt I was on a roll there for a while.

My apologies.

What would you like to talk about today, Mr. Faust?

Why do people arc to the right to take a left turn when there is plenty of room to make that left turn without that initial arc?

Practice for when there is not enough room to make the left turn without the initial arc to the right, either that or habit.

That reminds me of when I was a kid and I had my Learner’s Permit and I was in the process of earning enough driving hours to get my license. What I did was I went to the parking lot of my High School (A very large lot with no obstructions) when it was iced over so I got practice negotiating a situation where I was in a slide. I set up cones and went into an intentional slide to see if I could maneuver my way through the cones without hitting any.

That practice has saved me from an accident on more than one occasion.