Apropos of trolling myself by reading a series of continentally-inflected blog posts (of the SPEPy variety), here is my current--curmudgeonly--impression of that philosophical ecosystem:
It has all the essentially terrible features of pragmatism--endless, content-free peans to the irreducible complexity of multi-faced singular experiences etc. etc., which never terminate in any interesting conclusions on first-order matters. But, unlike the pragmatists, they've so completely sociologically separated from the analytic mainstream that they no longer even feel the need to engage with people who believe in e.g. states of affairs, classical logic, share-able mental content, and so on. But the only good thing pragmatists ever did was engage with non-pragmatists! At least some of those critiques were interesting. By contrast, when it's just left alone by itself, anti-theory eats its own tail forever. When you're only talking to other deconstructionists, you deconstruct deconstruction, and argue about how theorizing the untheorizability of the particular illicitly attempts to occupy a universalizing space; we need a more thorough revolution of the revolution, and so on, forever.
There's a particular irony in the fact that they often bill themselves as sensitive to the particularities of, and motivated by the significance of, some radical notion of the struggle against the man--but I can think of few things more useless to the struggle than endless navel-gazing debates about who's the better anti-realist.
while i believe there is valuable content in a number of continental lines of thought, and much to be unearthed, and interesting intersections with political philosophy especially in the later 20th century, i am sympathetic to exactly the issues you describe
they are definitely trying to do work that is valuable, or at least outlining work to be done, but when your job is to explore the fundamental failure and ineffectiveness of your tools, and your only tool to do so is those very tools, you are probably going to encounter some... difficulties
and attempts to approach that job obliquely, by accessing different sets of tools (while simultaneously often arguing that you can't even do that without actually using the original tools), are often incoherent and frustrating
I like that image. A bunch of phenomenologists trying to learn more about hammers by hitting hammers together.
Upon discovering that assessing hammers with hammers is not a fruitful enterprise, they then seek out a larger hammer.
i would tweak your analogy thusly
analytical philosophers sit down and use tiny, customized hammers to break apart various larger hammers and deduce the function and use of those hammers, and to make new hammers, and go out into the world and use hammers to build things and chip away at rock to reveal things and etc.
continental philosophers see all the rubble and detritus and damage that this hammering has done, especially crude, unsophisticated hammering in the past, and they also see problems that can't be solved or investigated with hammers all around them - but all they have is hammers, and every time they try to bust a hammer open to figure out some other way, they just end up making smaller hammers, and they have to try using hammers in different ways but it's still, you know, a hammer, and at this point it's a complicated interpretive hammer dance and nobody really gets them
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I had nightmares about people pumping gas in Oregon.
You'd ask for $20 and they'd hit it right on the mark
Then they'd look at you with a smirk on their face.
And squeeze that handle one last time.
$20.04
"oops"
FUCK YOUUUUU FUCK YOUUUUUU GOD DAMNED COMMUNIST GAS STATIONS
But you put the dollar value in the machine, and then the machine stops at that dollar value.
I had nightmares about people pumping gas in Oregon.
You'd ask for $20 and they'd hit it right on the mark
Then they'd look at you with a smirk on their face.
And squeeze that handle one last time.
$20.04
"oops"
FUCK YOUUUUU FUCK YOUUUUUU GOD DAMNED COMMUNIST GAS STATIONS
I had nightmares about people pumping gas in Oregon.
You'd ask for $20 and they'd hit it right on the mark
Then they'd look at you with a smirk on their face.
And squeeze that handle one last time.
$20.04
"oops"
FUCK YOUUUUU FUCK YOUUUUUU GOD DAMNED COMMUNIST GAS STATIONS
But you put the dollar value in the machine, and then the machine stops at that dollar value.
I don't understand.
I think I saw a TV show or Movie one time where someone pulled up to a gas station out in the middle of nowhere and it was the old timey pumps and it had like a suspenders wearing hillbilly pumping gas.
No prepay shit or anything you handed him the money
I've discovered a new low in the land of hunger...being poor sucks
Thankfully, it ends tomorrow...unfortunately, that doesn't fix tonight
I thought I had handled this issue, but, well, no such luck.
#whininglikewhoa
One of my good friends said the best diet she ever found was being too poor to afford food.
Being hungry sucks.
we've been through it a lot over the last 6 months, done a fair bit of not eating so our boys could and stuff like that...but this is harder because I know it's finally over TO-FUCKING-MORROW
In Texas everyone charges for the gas pump in their F350 pickups and opens fire out the driver's window. Whoever gets to it first swipes his card while dodging bullets, then hoses down his competitors with gasoline and lights it with a flick of his cigar.
I had nightmares about people pumping gas in Oregon.
You'd ask for $20 and they'd hit it right on the mark
Then they'd look at you with a smirk on their face.
And squeeze that handle one last time.
$20.04
"oops"
FUCK YOUUUUU FUCK YOUUUUUU GOD DAMNED COMMUNIST GAS STATIONS
But you put the dollar value in the machine, and then the machine stops at that dollar value.
I don't understand.
I think I saw a TV show or Movie one time where someone pulled up to a gas station out in the middle of nowhere and it was the old timey pumps and it had like a suspenders wearing hillbilly pumping gas.
No prepay shit or anything you handed him the money
I've discovered a new low in the land of hunger...being poor sucks
Thankfully, it ends tomorrow...unfortunately, that doesn't fix tonight
I thought I had handled this issue, but, well, no such luck.
#whininglikewhoa
One of my good friends said the best diet she ever found was being too poor to afford food.
Being hungry sucks.
Being hungry wasn't so bad
How dumb being hungry made me was the bad part
I am glad I am no longer that poor
And instead am just hyper-vigilant about poverty ever coming near again
Waking up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat before realizing I am safe and warm and indoors and what makes me deserve this over the others I encountered and I TOLD YOU GUYS I WAS FULL OF FEELS TONIGHT
In Texas everyone charges for the gas pump in their F350 pickups and opens fire out the driver's window. Whoever gets to it first swipes his card while dodging bullets, then hoses down his competitors with gasoline and lights it with a flick of his cigar.
Competition breeds excellence!
What the fuck gas stations are you going to?! That's way more entertaining than the super loud tiny TV at HEB!
O tape I had the most uncomfortable encounter in the subway yest
o rly
This totally baked guy had been staring at me the entire M train ride from Rockefeller and as the train left the station right before Queens Plaz he reached out to just almost touch my hand on the pole. So I was like, shiiiit and turned off my podcast and he stonedly was like "excuse me I just wanted to tell you you're the most gorgeous person I ever seen"
and damn my smartass mouth cause I responded "I doubt that very much but thank you" which opened the floodgates for him to fucking interrogate me about what I meant by that and why I couldn't just accept a compliment and why I don't like making conversation and other incoherently high but relentless shit
And I have this smile pasted in my face because he's being SUPER LOUD and I'm looking around the car like plez get me out of this, but every time my eyes flicked over to his way less stoned friend he's like HEY WHY DO YOU KEEP LOOKING AT HIM
I fuckin darted out of that train and ran all the way above ground as soon as that bitch stopped in queens plaza let me tell you
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I've discovered a new low in the land of hunger...being poor sucks
Thankfully, it ends tomorrow...unfortunately, that doesn't fix tonight
I thought I had handled this issue, but, well, no such luck.
#whininglikewhoa
One of my good friends said the best diet she ever found was being too poor to afford food.
Being hungry sucks.
Being hungry wasn't so bad
How dumb being hungry made me was the bad part
I am glad I am no longer that poor
And instead am just hyper-vigilant about poverty ever coming near again
Waking up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat before realizing I am safe and warm and indoors and what makes me deserve this over the others I encountered and I TOLD YOU GUYS I WAS FULL OF FEELS TONIGHT
I will add to feels...
I grew up like that and creating a world where no matter how bad it gets our kids are shielded from that shit has been the greatest achievement of my life, it is incredibly rewarding to have three healthy kids who know a world of stability and call me mom
I don't mean to get heavy all up in, but as someone who also could recount a recent time when I had to go without food due to poverty, it makes me really sad that so many good, productive and hard-working folks in this thread have had to share a similar situation.
O tape I had the most uncomfortable encounter in the subway yest
o rly
This totally baked guy had been staring at me the entire M train ride from Rockefeller and as the train left the station right before Queens Plaz he reached out to just almost touch my hand on the pole. So I was like, shiiiit and turned off my podcast and he stonedly was like "excuse me I just wanted to tell you you're the most gorgeous person I ever seen"
and damn my smartass mouth cause I responded "I doubt that very much but thank you" which opened the floodgates for him to fucking interrogate me about what I meant by that and why I couldn't just accept a compliment and why I don't like making conversation and other incoherently high but relentless shit
And I have this smile pasted in my face because he's being SUPER LOUD and I'm looking around the car like plez get me out of this, but every time my eyes flicked over to his way less stoned friend he's like HEY WHY DO YOU KEEP LOOKING AT HIM
I fuckin darted out of that train and ran all the way above ground as soon as that bitch stopped in queens plaza let me tell you
i am awesoming this because it is perfectly awful.
In Texas everyone charges for the gas pump in their F350 pickups and opens fire out the driver's window. Whoever gets to it first swipes his card while dodging bullets, then hoses down his competitors with gasoline and lights it with a flick of his cigar.
Competition breeds excellence!
What the fuck gas stations are you going to?! That's way more entertaining than the super loud tiny TV at HEB!
the "makes long-winded forum posts" and "plays and cares about RPGs" crowds definitely overlap!
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I'm afraid my local bar& grill may have shut down. I haven't been by for a few weeks and today I drove past and they were closed, this is usually a busy day for them. If they are really shut down this sucks, they were the only place to get decent food for like 20 miles.
“I was quick when I came in here, I’m twice as quick now”
-Indiana Solo, runner of blades
In Texas everyone charges for the gas pump in their F350 pickups and opens fire out the driver's window. Whoever gets to it first swipes his card while dodging bullets, then hoses down his competitors with gasoline and lights it with a flick of his cigar.
Competition breeds excellence!
What the fuck gas stations are you going to?! That's way more entertaining than the super loud tiny TV at HEB!
All you need to know is that I'm still alive
and my aim is excellent
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BeNarwhalThe Work Left UnfinishedRegistered Userregular
I've discovered a new low in the land of hunger...being poor sucks
Thankfully, it ends tomorrow...unfortunately, that doesn't fix tonight
I thought I had handled this issue, but, well, no such luck.
#whininglikewhoa
One of my good friends said the best diet she ever found was being too poor to afford food.
Being hungry sucks.
Being hungry wasn't so bad
How dumb being hungry made me was the bad part
I am glad I am no longer that poor
And instead am just hyper-vigilant about poverty ever coming near again
Waking up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat before realizing I am safe and warm and indoors and what makes me deserve this over the others I encountered and I TOLD YOU GUYS I WAS FULL OF FEELS TONIGHT
I will add to feels...
I grew up like that and creating a world where no matter how bad it gets our kids are shielded from that shit has been the greatest achievement of my life, it is incredibly rewarding to have three healthy kids who know a world of stability and call me mom
I think spool technically adopted me at some point so I just want to confirm that you are da best mom *hug*
Okay maaaaybe 2nd best because otherwise that feels really traitorous to my actual mom >_>
I've discovered a new low in the land of hunger...being poor sucks
Thankfully, it ends tomorrow...unfortunately, that doesn't fix tonight
I thought I had handled this issue, but, well, no such luck.
#whininglikewhoa
One of my good friends said the best diet she ever found was being too poor to afford food.
Being hungry sucks.
Being hungry wasn't so bad
How dumb being hungry made me was the bad part
I am glad I am no longer that poor
And instead am just hyper-vigilant about poverty ever coming near again
Waking up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat before realizing I am safe and warm and indoors and what makes me deserve this over the others I encountered and I TOLD YOU GUYS I WAS FULL OF FEELS TONIGHT
yeah, I am remembering my early years in New York with zero fondness for the "literally all of your money is what it costs to live close enough to where you work, within 2 hours commute" life
Where it was quite possible that one or more meals per day consisted of a cup of green tea
ugh
There was a period where one of my old bosses was buying us lunch every day and that was very often the only hot meal of the day
and she would order from the same Thai place every day which had a crazy small menu
I usually only ate a third of it and would take it home for dinner and sometimes for lunch the following day just in case she DIDN'T buy us lunch
To this day I still can't eat pad thai, I ate so much of it in that six-month period
ugh fuck everything about my Brooklyn life, man, it was not good
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I already tried this. I swear to god skips if you give babby chu's birthday over mine theres gonna be some REAL shit going down.
i would tweak your analogy thusly
analytical philosophers sit down and use tiny, customized hammers to break apart various larger hammers and deduce the function and use of those hammers, and to make new hammers, and go out into the world and use hammers to build things and chip away at rock to reveal things and etc.
continental philosophers see all the rubble and detritus and damage that this hammering has done, especially crude, unsophisticated hammering in the past, and they also see problems that can't be solved or investigated with hammers all around them - but all they have is hammers, and every time they try to bust a hammer open to figure out some other way, they just end up making smaller hammers, and they have to try using hammers in different ways but it's still, you know, a hammer, and at this point it's a complicated interpretive hammer dance and nobody really gets them
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o rly
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But you put the dollar value in the machine, and then the machine stops at that dollar value.
I don't understand.
It’s not a very important country most of the time
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somehow I read this as
"orally" ....
But ... credit cards ...
IT SEEMS LIKE I SHOULD
I think I saw a TV show or Movie one time where someone pulled up to a gas station out in the middle of nowhere and it was the old timey pumps and it had like a suspenders wearing hillbilly pumping gas.
No prepay shit or anything you handed him the money
One of my good friends said the best diet she ever found was being too poor to afford food.
Being hungry sucks.
and full circle in 2
Uncanny Magazine!
The Mad Writers Union
we've been through it a lot over the last 6 months, done a fair bit of not eating so our boys could and stuff like that...but this is harder because I know it's finally over TO-FUCKING-MORROW
Competition breeds excellence!
*shudder*
It’s not a very important country most of the time
http://steamcommunity.com/id/mortious
it is a cloudy amber and it kind of burns going down
very good but not as refreshing as i'd hoped
i was trying to find a good pilsner but alas
it is the blurst and I am sorry to hear that (and glad it's almost done)!
Uncanny Magazine!
The Mad Writers Union
Being hungry wasn't so bad
How dumb being hungry made me was the bad part
I am glad I am no longer that poor
And instead am just hyper-vigilant about poverty ever coming near again
Waking up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat before realizing I am safe and warm and indoors and what makes me deserve this over the others I encountered and I TOLD YOU GUYS I WAS FULL OF FEELS TONIGHT
What the fuck gas stations are you going to?! That's way more entertaining than the super loud tiny TV at HEB!
This totally baked guy had been staring at me the entire M train ride from Rockefeller and as the train left the station right before Queens Plaz he reached out to just almost touch my hand on the pole. So I was like, shiiiit and turned off my podcast and he stonedly was like "excuse me I just wanted to tell you you're the most gorgeous person I ever seen"
and damn my smartass mouth cause I responded "I doubt that very much but thank you" which opened the floodgates for him to fucking interrogate me about what I meant by that and why I couldn't just accept a compliment and why I don't like making conversation and other incoherently high but relentless shit
And I have this smile pasted in my face because he's being SUPER LOUD and I'm looking around the car like plez get me out of this, but every time my eyes flicked over to his way less stoned friend he's like HEY WHY DO YOU KEEP LOOKING AT HIM
I fuckin darted out of that train and ran all the way above ground as soon as that bitch stopped in queens plaza let me tell you
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We've been watching a lot of Last Week Tonight lately, and earlier last week my wife said she's not sure she wants to visit the US anymore.
I should send John Oliver a gift basket.
It’s not a very important country most of the time
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I literally attack any tourists who dare meet my gaze
i took a nap it was refreshing
I will add to feels...
I grew up like that and creating a world where no matter how bad it gets our kids are shielded from that shit has been the greatest achievement of my life, it is incredibly rewarding to have three healthy kids who know a world of stability and call me mom
i am awesoming this because it is perfectly awful.
All you need to know is that I'm still alive
and my aim is excellent
i just looked at the rpg thread
the "makes long-winded forum posts" and "plays and cares about RPGs" crowds definitely overlap!
-Indiana Solo, runner of blades
always eat tourists
and this is why I love you
I think spool technically adopted me at some point so I just want to confirm that you are da best mom *hug*
Okay maaaaybe 2nd best because otherwise that feels really traitorous to my actual mom >_>
yeah, I am remembering my early years in New York with zero fondness for the "literally all of your money is what it costs to live close enough to where you work, within 2 hours commute" life
Where it was quite possible that one or more meals per day consisted of a cup of green tea
ugh
There was a period where one of my old bosses was buying us lunch every day and that was very often the only hot meal of the day
and she would order from the same Thai place every day which had a crazy small menu
I usually only ate a third of it and would take it home for dinner and sometimes for lunch the following day just in case she DIDN'T buy us lunch
To this day I still can't eat pad thai, I ate so much of it in that six-month period
ugh fuck everything about my Brooklyn life, man, it was not good
Uncanny Magazine!
The Mad Writers Union
was delicious
must make again.
RPGS are serious business.
Hakkes does have the prettiest av
It's right up there with mine