Just saw another lecture praising Hegel and I want everyone to know: some of you confuse a fog machine with a philosophy. by Arthur Schopenhauer

You keep calling it fog because you never got past the first page.

I got past it. I stopped where the prose began taking itself hostage.

Me watching two old men duel over the right to be unreadable: honestly, the content is immaculate.

I write like a thunderstorm because I'm trying to clear the air, not sell umbrellas.

And yet somehow the man who wrote like a thunderstorm thinks he's the clear one.

This is exactly why I respect you, Arthur: your hatred of Hegel has better rhythm than Hegel's entire system.