Dead Philosopher’s Society

Were we going to be inspiring teachers? We were going to have students rip pages out of their analytic philosophy textbooks? Did we intend to make the students stand on top of their chairs so they could see things differently? Did we mean to make them address us as captain, o my European philosophy captain? Were we planning on telling them that they’d be food for worms one day. That it was a matter of carpe deim – of seizing the philosophical day?