Regression: Chapter Nine
In today’s globalization, cultural differences have blurred, besides touristic idiosyncrasies that are kept alive for fun’s sake. Continue Reading
In today’s globalization, cultural differences have blurred, besides touristic idiosyncrasies that are kept alive for fun’s sake. Continue Reading
Today I found Valentin in a different mood. He was morose, although always friendly. Continue Reading
Tomasz used to spend whole periods at the school library. He and other three students were somewhat surveilled by a free teacher for forty five minutes after going to the break and then back to their lessons. He wasn’t an… Continue Reading
I don’t want to amuse you, I’m not your sarcastic clown, things are either funny or not. I don’t want to inform you, I have nothing to say about politics or how the economy works. I want to give opinion,… Continue Reading
The defense attorney presented his argument to the court: “These kids may not be a good example of anything; they may be complete imbeciles, but they’re innocent.” There was a deep silence in the audience, which was protracted by the… Continue Reading
1.2. The dualism: Bourgeoisie and proletarians These two concepts were conceived with a very specific meaning and to be used only in the historical moment Marx lived in. To talk about bourgeoisie and proletarians in the twenty-first century is anachronistic… Continue Reading
Poznan, Poland, December 2017 Introduction: The Western philosophical tradition of logical refutation of theories and imposition of new paradigms has led to the demise of Western philosophy. This science is nowadays little more than an intellectual hobby which is only… Continue Reading
I ride the tram across Poznan, and many scenes flash into my eyes. Buildings lurking behind others, steep tile roofs and eighteen-century-English chimneys scattered all around. I see cement, granite, brick and mortar; I see wood, bunches of wild trees,… Continue Reading
Adam Smith was an asshole. It’s either this or he’s very badly quoted. I must admit I haven’t read him, but to be honest the phrase he’s most famous for doesn’t particularly encourage me to read him. Apparently he said… Continue Reading
At a table in a small cafe in Paris sat Marcio Aguirre smoking a cigar. Continue Reading