I like how Philosophy moving to Organisational Management has to be something cosmic. Has to be something wrong with, like, the entire universe. The entire multiverse!
As if the whole cosmos was about your little philosophy department. As if your department was, like, at the centre of it all.
Do you think you have a sense of proportion?
What’s happening to us is a sign, that’s all. A microcosm. Of the whole.
And what about you and I: are we a microcosm? What’s our meaning? Isn’t this a sign of the warming of relations between philosophy and Organisational Management? Positive … interdisciplinarity?
A mind meld, or body meld. Philosophy meets Organisational Management, in the bedroom.
But we’re more than just our subject areas.
Philosophy isn’t a subject area.
I should have know you’d say that.
What percentage are you Organisational Manager?
Do these look like Organisational Manager breasts? Are these Organisational Manager thighs? And is that a philosophy cock? Are you really a philosopher all the way through?
Is lust philosophical? Is … fucking philosophical? Have philosophers written about fucking? What did they write? What they approve or disapprove?
Read me something. From a philosophical book about fucking.
Work in Progress 