my philosophy teacher
so my class on nietzsche is bad ass. it's fun reading everything again from a more enlightened position in my life.
my teacher, however, is crazy. i mean, i love him, but he's is the most stereotypical philosopher you can come up with. when i asked if i could be late to class (they are 3 hours long) in order to attend a protest against state budget cuts he gave me this response:
Do you really want and need permission?
If I said, "no, come to class," would you?
all the same i tell ya. they make me giggle. really though, the guy is considered one of the best political science teachers at ASU and is a dirty love child of harvard and oxford. psh whatever.
my teacher, however, is crazy. i mean, i love him, but he's is the most stereotypical philosopher you can come up with. when i asked if i could be late to class (they are 3 hours long) in order to attend a protest against state budget cuts he gave me this response:
Do you really want and need permission?
If I said, "no, come to class," would you?
all the same i tell ya. they make me giggle. really though, the guy is considered one of the best political science teachers at ASU and is a dirty love child of harvard and oxford. psh whatever.