The UK philosopher is a contradiction in terms: isn’t that what we’ve learnt? A complete impossibility! We haven’t got the pathos. We don’t feel things the right way, let alone think them.
But at least we know that: that we don’t feel things the right way. That we don’t think them
Do you think that saves us?
It makes us would-be-philosophers. Philosophers without philosophy.
But hasn’t philosophy always been that? Philosophy loves without knowing what it loves. It’s supposed to love wisdom, sure, but wisdom is a vague word.
The only thing we love is philosophy.
No: we’d love to be able to love philosophy. We’d love to be able to be serious. We’d love to be able to be solemn about our thinking. But we’re weak, terribly weak.
But at least we know that. Stop saying that: at least we know that. We don’t know anything.
Work in Progress 