5 ways philosophy fails (sometimes)

duck dipping head under water, duck butt pointing up in the air

Too much time looking down, forgetting to come up for air. I do philosophy. I must accept there’s no one true answer. I must care, help others care, be practical, keep going. I’ll fail often. I hope for small wins.

We wait for the writer to finish the story

dark brown pitbull-ish dog with floppy ears naps on a blue couch draped in a blue blanket. the dog's head is resting near a couple closed notebooks on the couch arm, presumably left there by a human who was writing and will return.

Patiently waiting for that person to return. We find ourselves talking too much. Sick of the sound of our own voice. Self-consciousness restricts creativity. Better to write nothing at all?

Can a man take a woman’s gold medal?

closeup of a coin that says Alfr. Nobel embossed with his image

After years insisting it’s a cardinal sin, he did it. Transness is real; it just isn’t made of metal. The prize can’t be transferred. If you don’t have transness, that’s fine. You inhabit yourself.