What's up, Socrates? I just found out about how you killed yourself a long time ago. And I don't know, man. I think that was a really bad decision. I know you're dead and all--but hear me out.
What point were you trying to make? What were you trying to say? That we should go along with the bullshit decision of a jury? Do you want your disciples to do the same thing in that situation? I don't know, man. You got to think this shit through next time, dude.
But ... wait, what the hell was I talking about? Yeah. I don't know. You got your philosophy and all--but I think it left you screwed.
You probably should have just left Greece and moved to like, I don't know. What countries were around back then? I bet China was around. You should've moved to China. You could've become a Chinaman. Chow mein is freaking amazing. And there's a Great Wall, too. It would've been a lot of fun. You could've brought along a woman and started a Greek civilization in China, or something like that. You could've merged the two cultures.
But whatever. I like Greek people, and I like Greek food, and I like Greek music. But I don't know. I'm not so sure I like Greek philosophy.
I mean, Aristotle's telling me that my wife has a certain number of teeth. I don't even have a wife, first of all. And who the hell is he to tell me how many teeth she has? The guy is a total know-it-all. I mean, I know a lot of know-it-alls--but not all of them are famous philosophers. Except for my neighbor in 9G. He's a famous philosopher, and he thinks he knows everything, too. But that's not cool.
OK, man. So get back to me. Like, I don't know if that's possible, because you're dead and all. But you know. If you have a blog or something, just post something back. OK? Later, dude.