To think that you’ve been allowed to have been philosophers. That you’ve been allowed to do … whatever it is you do. And draw a wage. And teach impressionable minds. To think that you’re allowed to go about the place being like this.
Philosophy’s all attitude. It’s all striking poses.
You philosophers clearly have enormous issues. You’re clearly cosmic fuck ups. Super fuck ups. Everything that can be wrong with you is wrong with you.
Maybe I envy you. Just saying things off the tops of your heads. Pontificate. Just declare your hunches or institutions, or whatever. Backed up with no … quantitative research. Or anything.
What’s happened to your head? How did you get to be like this? What made you what you are? Indulgence, I reckon. Someone indulged you. A whole subject area indulged you. Let you develop your idiosyncrasies.
Philosophy wasn’t supposed to exist at all. It’s what happened when no one was watching. When no one was keeping tabs. It was allowed to get out of hand. That’s all philosophy is: a getting out of hand.
These questions. This … navel gazing. It can’t be good for you, can it? This can’t be how we’re supposed to live? This isn’t what being a human being is all about.
What if philosophy’s some … disease of the mind? Some bad habit of thinking?
And what’s the cure for Philosophy, Organisational Management?
Sure – Organisational Management, properly conceived.
Philosophy made you. It made you up. Conjured you up from nothing. You come from philosophy … from the land of philosophy …
Just like Organisational Management made you.
Work in Progress 