Nov 16, 2008 12:01
So, there is a process at work that I simply cannot, fot the life of me, understand. Everytime I go to the house of this Thug-life-style person, name of J-Money actually, I end up debating philosophy. I walk into the abode of a gangsta (Strangely, I don't mean this to be offensive, capital gentleman... sort of) and I end up countering Sarte with Schiller, or Fredrich with... well, I'd say Sigmund, but Siggy was a petty thief that purloined liberally from Freddy. Same with Jung, but he said he was doing it.
Anyway, neither here nor there.
The point is, I don't understand the process whereby I get from Gangsta house to heated debates about solipsism. *Sigh* It's a mystery...