Russia (c. 1780s)
Tempera on Wood and Metal, 39.1 x 33 cm.
Saint Louis Art Museum
I have written papers on existential philosophy that is easier to bullshit which by the way is basically a class about a horny French philosopher by the name of Sartre who wanted to basically justify all the stupid shit he has done in his life.
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I made really tasty hash browns and I’m watching The Sweet Smell of Success since I missed it playing at Museum of the Moving Image last night because I had work, and everything is great except that I dropped a poached egg in a weird space between the counter and the stove and I don’t know how to get it out.
The first work of the historian, therefore, must be, to seize that great idea. He must ascertain, what was that truth, before unknown or neglected and inoperative, which, working in the minds of those who received it, and on the minds of its opposers, according to each man’s situation, temperament and degree of mental and moral cultivation, produced the various phenomena of the revival. With a knowledge of that idea, we shall be able to understand the history of those times; to appreciate the motives from which men acted; to see how some were led into their errors, and others made their way to the knowledge of the truth ; to ascertain the kind, and estimate the amount, of good and evil influences which the revival left behind it; to draw from a knowledge of those times, the proper lessons, both of encouragement and warning. Without it, we shall have only a labyrinth of facts; and though familiar with each, shall not understand their relations to each other, nor be able safely to de rive one practical lesson from the whole.
Christ, what an asshole.
Colt: You know, it’s a lot like here, if you think about it. Bunch of clans led by guys with beards, running around shootin at each other all the time.
Tim: Except here they’re not speaking Pashto.
Colt: They might as well be, though. Sometimes.
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