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The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool

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What do you think of?

“Speaking of which, what do you think of when you masturbate?”




Neither had said a word for the first half hour.  They were doing the mindless monochrome drive up to Region HQ in Joliet again.  In one of the feet’s Gremlins, seized as part of a jeopardy assessment against an AMC dealership five quarters past.

“Look, I think we can presume you masturbate. Something like 98 percent of all men masturbate.  It’s documented. Most of the other 2 percent are impaired in some way. We can forgo the denials.  I masturbate; you masturbate. It happens. We all do it and we all know we all do it and yet no one ever discusses it. It’s an incredibly boring drive, there’s nothing to do, we’re stuck in this embarrassing car – let’s push the envelope. Let’s discuss it.”

“What envelope.?”

“Just what do you think of? Think about it. It’s a very interior time. It’s one of life’s only occasions of real self-sufficiency. It requires nothing outside you. It’s bringing yourself pleasure with nothing but your own mind’s thoughts. Those thoughts reveal a lot about you: what you dream of when you yourself choose and control what you dream.’





“You asked me.  I’m telling you.”

“That’s it? Tits?”

“What do you want me to say?”

“Just tits? In isolation from anybody? Just abstract tits?”

“All right. Fuck off.”

“You mean just floating there, two tits, in empty space? Or nestled in your hands, or what? Is it always the same tits?”

David Foster Wallace, The Pale King

A discourse on water


David Foster Wallace, again.

Transcript of the 2005 Kenyon Commencement Address – May 21, 2005. Also available on youtubeAudible and Amazon.

Who am I?

I have been asking this question to several people recently. You might think it is foolish, but after all it is a useful exercise to understand how people understand their self-perception in the world.

My answer – well, it is not my answer – used to be the following:”I am the absolute centre of the universe, the realest, most vivid and important person in existence” (David Foster Wallace – and you should know who he is). I am one of those selfish people: in fact, I belive that everything revolves around me. Think about it: it is really not about being egocentric, it is about having a very simple philosophical point of view on our hard-setting: as Wallace argued, “there is no experience you’ve had that you were not at the absolute centre of”.

Nowadays my answer would be a bit more complex than that; but still I think this remains a fascinating argument for you to think about (and if you want to get it all, read here).