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Health care fun times.
It probably doesn’t get more existential crisis-ey than reading Kierkegaard while listening to Max Richter while sitting in the waiting room of a decrepit hospital while waiting to find out about possible cancer results. But there I found myself yesterday, at St. Paul’s, in… Continue Reading “Health care fun times.”
Individual suffering for the common (but not lowest common denominator) good.
I have included the above video in these presentation notes for my class because I think that Zizek is advancing a Kierkegaardian argument about abstraction in “The Present Age” but with different conclusions. What follows is a discussion presentation I am giving on Wednesday.… Continue Reading “Individual suffering for the common (but not lowest common denominator) good.”
The monster in us.
The last time I read Frankenstein was in high school and I don’t quite remember it being as wonderful as it is. In fact, I think I must have skimmed most of the book in an attempt to get through it as the narrative… Continue Reading “The monster in us.”
The gradual road to nowhere.
Of Weber’s Vocation Lectures, we were asked to focus in on Politics as a Vocation for the purpose of our class, but having read that I am equally as interested to see what he has to say about science as a vocation so hopefully… Continue Reading “The gradual road to nowhere.”
Of course there is a point.
Waiting for Godot by Samuel Beckett was written in 1948 and first performed in 1953 to acclaim all but unimagined in the world of modern theatre. Contextualized by the European tragedy of World War Two, Waiting was voted the most influential work of the… Continue Reading “Of course there is a point.”
