The Philosophical Salon
I was an academic philosopher for over twenty years. I published in journals that were indexed but had no readers, advised my students to be rigorous rather than creative, and furiously insisted that philosophical thought exhausted itself on a few technical problems that in no sense should have any bearing on a thinker’s happiness. To paraphrase the symptoms that Fernando Savater associates with stupidity, I did all that as though possessed by a spirit of seriousness, feeling like the executor of some high mission, constantly fearful of others, impatient vis-à-vis reality (the shortcomings of which I saw as part of a conspiracy), having more respect for someone’s academic degrees than for the strength of their arguments, prone to forget the limits of reason and discussion as I pursued the intoxicating high of my own character.
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