In which the Great Cthulhu discovers the joys of pure evil,
and puts paid to a panda over pounding punk.
“Wha? Batman? This doesn’t even make sense!“
Like that’s bad.
In which the Great Cthulhu discovers the joys of pure evil,
and puts paid to a panda over pounding punk.
“Wha? Batman? This doesn’t even make sense!“
Like that’s bad.
Not that we pay any attention to rules in the first place, but we’ve got to start with some kind of thesis statement before we can argue about it, right?
So here are five pieces of advice for intellectuals from steve fuller‘s book the intellectual, and yes, the lowercase is his, or at least his publisher’s. All true intellectuals respect one another’s case preferences.
Now, these seem like pretty sensible guidelines overall (although I hope we won’t see dancing about architecture any time soon) but he loses me and all other absolutists on #3, not that I expect it would bother him. What, you have to wonder, is the point of discussing ideas or attempting to determine truth if one ultimately doesn’t believe it is knowable? While it’s surely a good idea to develop the ability to argue effectively with anyone, no matter how moronic (an ability which, you may have noticed, escapes me utterly) it should never be believed that there is no reason to believe one idea rather than another; the last man who went that far was Beckett, and while he may indeed have been right, I fervently hope not. And, of course, if you are a #3-ist, you cannot disagree with me without rendering your own opposition absurd.
But then, we already know that if you disagree with me you are, by definition, absurd. I await your comments…
Not a whole lot of options here, but then, if you know anything about intellectuals, you know they really only do come in three flavours, existentialist/theist schism notwithstanding.

You scored as Aspiring Intellectual. You truly believe that there is more to our existence than to work and die. Kudos to you, maybe one day you will have the understanding you truly deserve.
What type of intellectual are you? |
I totally have to see this. It looks awful!
It’s HP Lovecraft a-go-go in “The Miskatonic Acid Test“, the first feature from American Entropy Productions. It’s 1969, and cosmic horror infects a psychedelic rock “happening” in witch-haunted Arkham, Mass. It’s a zonked out brew of poetry, philosophy, cosmic horror, and 60’s-style acid rock; probably the first horror movie that’s more heavily influenced by the Monkees’ “Head” than by George Romero… This is the official trailer.
Me waaaaaantssssss. Me wants baaaad.
Above, there is a blaze of glory
and beneath,
nothing but darkness,
and the gnashing of teeth.
Kewl.