Backdrop: One-year-old James is in the kitchen about to wreak havoc
Amy: "No, no! Quick, somebody get James!"
Sam (5-yr-old): "Yeah! He's got the spoonala!"
Me: "Spatula, Sam. 'He's got the spatula.' [To Amy]. I'll have to blog about the 'spoonala'."
Sam (overhearing): "I meant to say that."
Me: "Of course you did. You said it."
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Unlike my ancient predecessor, this Tullius hasn't had his hands chopped off. With hands attached I offer my thoughts on philosophy, religion, politics, and whatever else I find worth mentioning. I'm conservative religiously and politically (with libertarian leanings). I value reason and freedom but also traditions and "Oldthink." I relish being on the wrong side of history when history is wrong--part of a philosopher's job is to be unpopular. (Views given here may not represent my employers')
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