Philosophy
A few good one's from those internets:
Found these folks today, a new motorcycle gang from the northwest side of Baltimore, Semites on Bikes, the SOB's. They come out to counter-klan protests, except, of course, for the ones held on Saturday. "Dude, don't mess with him, he's an SOB. That's Davy "the Lawyer" Goldstein. A real pair of matzo balls on that guy, if you know what I mean."
I don't know why this site always makes me laugh out loud, but, gosh "I" sure "love" the "blog" of "unnecessary" quotation marks. Maybe it's an "elitist" thing, maybe it's that we all have "pet peeves" and it's fun seeing someone do something about it, but that there blog just "cracks" me up.
Then there was the find of the week. Sorry to go complete philosophy geek on y'all here -- I generally try to keep things non-technical because the whole idea is that I can talk to philosophers anytime, here I want to play with everyone -- but as a big fan of extreme cleverness, I found this magnificent. Brock from Battle Panda (one of my regular stops) gave a link to a poem he wrote, "I Gave My Love an Emerose" I hope he doesn't mind my reproducing it, but I really love it.
As the gavagai frolicked,
so too did our hearts,
though mine she'd later break
separating its non-detached parts
She turned and asked my intention
and I could but refer
to a singleton set
including only her
We sat and watched a bunny,
but she saw it a duck.
In language that should've been private
I look back and exclaim "darn"
Find any good ones out there lately? Favortie sites we should check out?
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Philosophy
Good Ones
A few good one's from those internets:
Found these folks today, a new motorcycle gang from the northwest side of Baltimore, Semites on Bikes, the SOB's. They come out to counter-klan protests, except, of course, for the ones held on Saturday. "Dude, don't mess with him, he's an SOB. That's Davy "the Lawyer" Goldstein. A real pair of matzo balls on that guy, if you know what I mean."
I don't know why this site always makes me laugh out loud, but, gosh "I" sure "love" the "blog" of "unnecessary" quotation marks. Maybe it's an "elitist" thing, maybe it's that we all have "pet peeves" and it's fun seeing someone do something about it, but that there blog just "cracks" me up.
Then there was the find of the week. Sorry to go complete philosophy geek on y'all here -- I generally try to keep things non-technical because the whole idea is that I can talk to philosophers anytime, here I want to play with everyone -- but as a big fan of extreme cleverness, I found this magnificent. Brock from Battle Panda (one of my regular stops) gave a link to a poem he wrote, "I Gave My Love an Emerose" I hope he doesn't mind my reproducing it, but I really love it.
I gave my love an emeroseAs a fan of Nelson Goodman and W. V, O. Quine, I think it is fantastic. It led me to this far inferior sequel:
Upon a summer day,
While all around us in the grove
The gavagai did play.
"I've never seen a hue so green,"
My love did say to me.
"My dear," I said, "it's shmolored gred,
Just green until time t."
As the gavagai frolicked,
so too did our hearts,
though mine she'd later break
separating its non-detached parts
She turned and asked my intention
and I could but refer
to a singleton set
including only her
We sat and watched a bunny,
but she saw it a duck.
In language that should've been private
I look back and exclaim "darn"
Find any good ones out there lately? Favortie sites we should check out?
- What Is Love?
To recognize its 50th anniversary last week and Valentine's Day today, at noon by the mayor's proclamation, everyone in San Francisco will sing along with Tony Bennett's "I Left My Heart in San Francisco." A fitting tribute from the city that...
- Our Third Blogoversary
Today is the third anniversary of Philosophers' Playground. Hard to believe it's been three years and 975 posts. I want thank everyone who has stopped by, commented, guest posted, or lurked. I am incredibly proud of the gang who frequents the...
- True Love Vs. Romantic Love
Great quotation today from Margaret Anderson, "In real love you want the other person's good. In romantic love you want the other person."So, is there a distinction to made between real love and romantic love?...
- It's Our Blogoversary!
Philosophers' Playground opened two years ago with the simple little post: Red rover, Red rover, send some smart, funny people right over.And, man oh man, it happened. You friends really are the reason this has remained fun. The witty snark, the insightful...
- Blog Hiatus
As you probably surmise, dear readers, this blog is a product of love. I firmly believe that exposing others to interesting, challenging and diverse ideas might just be the spark that can inspire someone to pursue any of these questions in more depth....