You can almost feel him being like, well, I have to end this on it's like Ecclesiastes is appended at the end with like this happy little note. This was the part that struck me the most as contrasting the strong claim that he's making within the sort of what seems like a backtrack. He reaps no satisfaction, but from low and central objects, or from the indulgence of malignant passions; he feels no remorse to control his vicious inclinations. For my part, I know not how I should address myself to such a one, or by what argument I should endeavor to reform him.
David and Tamler gild and stain David Hume’s essay “The Sceptic†with their sentiments. If nothing is inherently valuable or despicable, desirable or hateful, then what do philosophers have to offer when it comes to happiness? If reason is powerless, does it all come down to our emotions and “humours� Or does the study of philosophy and liberal arts naturally lead to a fulfilling and virtuous life? Plus we look at a new non-traditional social psych paper on how we always imagine that things could be better, and tip our caps to the queen of handling Twitter pile-ons (and former VBW guest) – Candy Mom.
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