The Philosopher

 

So here you are. A failure at everything you’ve touched. Your wife left you for your best friend. Your son doesn’t return your calls. And your daughter crosses the street if she catches you approaching.

So now you’ve decided to become a philosopher.

You are sitting in your rocking chair [‘the philosopher’s workstation’], a nicely-aged Scotch in hand to energize your thinking.

And what are you thinking about? You are thinking about ‘Infinity’, a very respectable thing for philosopher’s to be thinking about.

I think it was Voltaire who advised you judge a man by his questions, not his answers. He stands with you.

No matter. It’s getting late, you’ve run out of Scotch and its getting to be dinner time. What is ‘Infinity?’ How do you plan to locate this ‘Infinity’ before you get to dinner?