Any Feyerabend fans around these parts? I never really see philosophy of science addressed here. What do you guys think of Popper, Kuhn, Lakatos?
To be totally honest I find Feyerabend's epistemological anarchism to be the most honest brand of philosophy. I see him as basically continuing a line of thinking from classical skepticism (Pyrrho via Sextus Empiricus), reawakened in Montaigne, on to Hume from which it entered contemporary phil but was lost with Kant and all the Hegelian nonsense that followed.
>school is worthless anyway
Uhhhh, are you trying to say that modern education systems are broken? Because the concept of teaching our youth is not worthless at all, just the modern systems at work
What is it that makes /lit/ special? Honestly most of the time I can't stand you people, yet I'm admittedly addicted to this board. Why is that? Almost every time I come on here I'll find something I didn't know about before and spend hours on Wikipedia. I think it's because the rampant pretentiousness(I'm pretty sure most of it is just being ironically so, right?) present on /lit/ combined with the anonymity allows us to let our guard down while at the same time discussing obscure and "high-brow" stuff that is otherwise ignored on other...
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What's the literary equivalent of John Darnielle/The Mountain Goats? Besides John Darnielle ofcourse.
By that I mean, what writers have solidly constructed, consistent, well written output with lots of pathos and a diehard fanbase?
I am looking for books that are written in a condescending tone. Please share if you know of any.
Reviving this thread since the last one did so well.
Post an image that moves you and other anons suggest a book.
Lord Valentine's Castle, by Robert Silverberg
''In 500 years, they’re going to talk about rap the same way they talk about Shakespeare.''
Well, are they right /lit/?
No. A few rappers have the lyrical and musical talent to be recognized down the line. On the same level as shakespeare? Not even close. The genre is only so popular right now because the corporations can make money off of muh urban cultures. Welcome to America, home of moral decay.
ITT: Secondary characters that should have been written more about.
>Pyotr Stepanovich Verkhovensky from Demons by Dosto
Why is Tolstoy so much greater than Dostoevsky?
Whats wrong with audiobooks /lit/? It cant be more comforting t b h
one feature of the medium of written text is that the reader is capable of spontaneously pausing, slowing down, speeding up, going back to re-read a sentence or section, etc.
that might seem trivial at first but I think it is a huge part of the experience of reading, and it's not something you can do with an audio book.
Nothing, just /lit/ generally needing to hate things.
Audiobooks allow me to get about 3 times as much reading done as I'd be able to do otherwise, and some books work better out loud. Some work worse, but certainly not a majority.
As guy above me said, books where you get a lot out of referring back to something earlier are the ones that suffer, but in my experience a good amount of my backtracking turns out to be pointless OCD anyway, for fiction at least.
Does doing something or traveling somewhere with the intention of later writing about the experience make the experience itself, and thus whatever you later write about it, insincere? If so, does acknowledging that conundrum in the writing offset the insincerity or does it just put you into wibbly wobbly oscillation zone?
does the ride ever end?
>Does doing something or traveling somewhere with the intention of later writing about the experience make the experience itself, and thus whatever you later write about it, insincere?
Depends on what you mean by sincerity, OP. I will say that once you step outside yourself and observe things from another perspective (i.e. 'I'm going to write about this later,' but also even just 'I'm going to remember this later') changes how you experience something initially.
Maybe it's inauthentic authenticity (you know, the old Capote canard about being a 'real fake' and all that).
I HAVE NO INSPIRATION OR IDEAS TO WRITE ABOUT
Writer's block is bullshit. I've been writing for close to a decade now, and have not the faintest notion of the thing; it's merely a euphemism for slaves who want to make a living out of scribbling because they are too lazy to do anything else. If a writer has something to say, it comes out by itself, if he doesn't, then what's the point in WANTING to write? — Money, of course.
Write about a space raptor that gets marooned on a hostile planet and needs to escape.
Write about a guitarist who makes a deal with the devil to play better and eventually goes on a downward spiral.
Write about 6 exiled knights returning home from their exile to take back their homeland.
Write about the busy life of a raven on a Sunday afternoon.
Write about anything anon.
>Get in here before it's taken down, mass upload of 86gb worth of ebooks
Anyone knows how to mass download only the .epubs? I'm not interested in the pdfs
>Also, request thread
If anyone's got Jung's Red Book Readers Edition on kindle version to share, I'd be really grateful.
Hey, what do you guys think of this basic idea I have for a novel?
> 18 year old guy molests his younger half sister
> gets kicked out after she tells CYFD and couch surfs for a while
> tries to hold an apartment while working at Wal-Mart for a while (his mom helps him a bit)
> starts to date date girl with BPD
> loses his apartment and moves in with his friend's family
> his mom...
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Don't really like the ending.
what if you end it when he gets kicked out of his grandparents house?
Like, all this terrible shit happens and his grand parents are still willing to take him in. and it almost seems like things might be good again. cause crazy girl is gone and someone kind of believes in him. but then he fucks it all up, again, and realizes that he's burned his last bridge. and that's the end.
Can you please recommend any literature that make me a happier person? I'm miserable. Thanks.