I'm so fucking horny for logical positivist hoes. I want to fuck a no-nonsense Viennese scientifically trained linguistic philosopher thot in her tight lipped mouth that remains silent whereof it cannot speak. I want to cum all over a positivist with horn-rimmed glasses and a modest double-breasted suit. Everytime I hear a LOGICAL, mathematically oriented, ideal-language philosopher say "empirical criterion of meaning", "programatic syntax", "translation of object-language to meta-language" , "emotive analysis of the so-called propositions of ethics", or "the basic relation of a formal construction", I get an uncontrollable urge to run up to her and prove the soundness of her set theoretic reduction of physical theory. I want to translate her FAT ASS into protocal sentences reporting my immediate sense-data. I want to snort benzedrine off her first-edition of the Tractatus while pretending to be interested as she talks about ernst mach and ludwig boltzman and how heidegger fans suck and robert musil and bauhaus and 'democratic socialism' in red vienna and david hilbert and mathematical formalism and the dawn of the scientific worldview and studying logic to eliminate metaphysics. IM SO. Fucking. Horny