14 October 2004

infinite maturity 

Am a year older today (the day before nietzsche's anniversaire, incidentally). You can guess how old I am if you want, but actually that would be cheap and silly (guess, guess!). Suffice it to say that I now feel that I have properly reached the age of reason, and that I increasingly feel that reading Kant is a good way of warding off mental illness. Reason has to stop smacking its head on the ceiling of reason sometime....

Still, apart from getting shouted at by stroppy students (and there was even a riot at the college today with police wading in, batons drawn...nothing to do with my classes, I hope...I mean Sartre could corrupt the youth, but we've only got to being in-itself), it's been pretty good. Spent the evening eating Turkish meat with a Spanish philosopher, a French philosopher, two British philosophers, one Scottish nihilist, one Croatian Serb sociologist, a literary critic and a rude Turkish waiter ('it's your birthday,' he said, 'how old are you? 15?' Pah, I say...).

Plus, someone (ok, so it was sweeteffay) sent me a Playmobil Nun in the post (she has her own personal detachable bible!). And K-Punk gave me a cake.

So, really, it was excellent all round.

(Tomorrow I really will write one or all of my ridiculously postponed rationality, Iran, sex/nature, and biopolitics posts.)

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