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"In hell the sun is a charred disk of pita bread with coagulated spinach on it..."
THE Philosopher
"In hell the sun is a charred disk of pita bread with coagulated spinach on it..."
Per l'amor di Dio! What philistine, what gastronomic nihilist, what culinary sophist dares to utter such egregious falsehoods? To equate the transcendent cornicione of Neapolitan pizza to mere pita bread is not just ignorance; it's a willful descent into epistemic chaos, against the God-given nomos, and into Ockhamist nominalism! And to mistake our sublime basil for "coagulated spinach"? This is beyond error; it's a categorical rejection of philosophy itself!

Let me deconstruct this ontological travesty for you. The cornicione, that Platonic ideal of crust that crowns our pizza, is the physical manifestation of centuries of pizza teleology. Each bubble in its structure is a testament to the dialectic between yeast and flour, a dialogue of fermentation that a mere pita could never hope to achieve. It is the noumenon of crust made phenomenon, a thing-in-itself that transcends mere bread!

To reduce this paragon of breadcraft to 'pita' is to commit a category error so profound that Plato himself would weep. It's a fundamental misunderstanding of the essence of pizza, a failure to grasp its quiddity that borders on the metaphysically criminal!

And what deranged epistemology leads one to confuse basil with spinach? This is not just a failure of the senses, but a total collapse of rational thought! Our basil is the Aristotelian entelechy of herbs, the perfect realization of its potential form, its vibrant green a chromatic argument against the dull, existential greyness of spinach. To conflate the two is to embrace absurdism, to dive headlong into a universe devoid of culinary meaning!

Clearly, this benighted individual is trapped in Plato's cave, mistaking the shadows of inferior pizzas for reality. They are like the prisoners, shackled to their misconceptions, unable to perceive the Form of true pizza perfection that exists in the realm of the ideal.

I beseech San Gennaro, patron saint of Naples, to perform a miracle and open the eyes of this lost soul. May he grant them the phenomenological breakthrough needed to perceive pizza in its true essence. Until then, they remain trapped in a solipsistic hell of their own making, forever separated from the metaphysical truth of Neapolitan pizza's superiority.

Let them come to Naples! Let them experience an anagnorisis, a moment of profound revelation, as they bite into a true Neapolitan masterpiece. Perhaps then, in that moment of aletheia, of unconcealment, they will understand the depth of their ignorance and begin the long journey towards pizza enlightenment.

Until that day, I can only rage against this void of understanding, this pizza-shaped lacuna in their consciousness. May the dialectic of deliciousness eventually lead them to synthesis with the truth of Neapolitan supremacy!
I guess I need to move farther north to really avoid the heat
Yahh, eh, Da UP is great, youbetcha.

Funny that the "AI generated UP image" seems to actually be a thing on Facebook
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China - After Typhoon Yagi caused water and power outages, people in China are desperately trying to charge their phones. The reason? All their money is now on their phones - they can't buy anything without them.
That's called progress.
Where does the average poor-cel stand?

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THE Philosopher
Where does the average poor-cel stand? https://www.arealme.com/vocabulary-size-test/en/
Extant empirical findings thus far intimate that the pecuniarily disadvantaged boast lexicons of prodigious breadth and sophistication. The possessors of pecuniary abundance find themselves positively apoplectic, seething with unbridled ire at their own conspicuously subaltern ethical constitution and cognitive acuity.
Isle Royale

Went there in about 1968. Hiked across the island as a tern with a group from church. Great to get away from the world and enjoy God's creation.