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Thoughts of a dying humourist
Sunday, August 07, 2005


More Philosophy anyone?

>>More Philosophy anyone?<<

Media is a bugger. Media wants us to think that Nostradamus from who-knows-where (probably Italy or Greece or something) could foresee the future.Personally I think the only thing he could see at the time was tomatoes being hurled at him because the residents thought he lost his porkers. Maybe he was’nt as brilliant as everyone wants to make him out to be.

Maybe ole’ Nos was a sad, lonely disillusional old bag with nothing to do but make up far-fetched nonsense. Nos probably didn’t spend his Saturday afternoon in front of the colloseum watching the gladiators with a bag of biltong, naartjies and a good ale...nooooo, he was busy watching his glass ball. (if he lived in S.A I bet it would have been a rugby ball, cause everything here revolves around rugby, and not the sun, as previously perceived) And then secondly if Nos stayed in Gauteng he would be hijacked and his ball would be grabbed amidst violent gunfire and a considerable repertoire of obscenities like only Gauteng-gangs can deliver them.

Moving on to Plato. Recently me and my friend had a very interesting conversation while discussing our courses at university.

Me: “You know, us BA students arent getting any respect, when someone’s being made fun of, its us.”

Will: “I know. But I heard Internationally BA degrees are very sought-after.”
Me: “ really?”
Will: “ Sure. The MD of Milo (or some other big peanut of industry) has a BA.
So does Plato. Or so did Plato. I’m not sure about the tense I’m supposed to use.”

Me: “ What!? Really? Damn, then BA can’t be so bad. I mean....he’s Plato for goodness sake. He became Plato!.”

Will: “ Do you think he was born with that name?”

Me: “ Dunno. Maybe his mother was set on calling her offspring after geographical phenomena. Maybe he had siblings named Mountain and Valley. The mind boggles.”

Will: “ muahahahahah. Yah. Strange people, those Greeks. I mean look at the Parthenon. Now its just partbroken. Partdestroyed.

Me : “ Mmmm....that one died an unnatural death.”

Will : “ Yeah I killed it didnt I..”

Me : “ Violently.”


Because the rest of the conversation was utterly absurd and irrelevant, it will not be continued in this chapter.

Socrates. Now there was a smart philosopher. He was also the first philosopher, so that makes him the smartest by default. But aside from technicalities, he came to an untimely end. Like Ozzy Osbourne, he was accused of corrupting the youth with his teachings. Very strange people, Greeks, indeed.

Greece. At a younger age I had trouble distinguishing between the nationality and the cooking medium. So my grd 4 teacher had to make do and try not to peal over with laughter as she read : The chips you buy from Macdonnels is greecey. To this day I wonder if she recovered from my revelation that McDonalds is indeed a Greek foodchain, and not American.

So what’s the moral of the story?
I have no idea, I try to stay away from moral-based stories. Your’e on your own here.
Anni
16:00

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