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>> No.7919638 [View]
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Why does Socrates make such a shit argument against himself in the Crito? His entire argument is; you should follow and listen to wise men over the plebeians; Athen’s government is comprised of wise men and their decisions must be followed because of this fact; there are wise men outside of Athens in other city states; should I escape then these wise men will see me as a hypocrite because I hold onto the belief that wise men should be followed and listened to; thus they will see me as a hypocrite or as a ironist.

Can we be real here and just admit that Socrates had a death wish so that philosophers could be respected forever after, at least on some ground. The entire exchange comprises of Socrates trolling Crito by making a better argument against himself than the state made against him(which was pretty shit also desu).

What do you guys think? Is Socrates just being ironic and perhaps may be the world’s first career troll?

>> No.7833791 [View]
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>mfw these plebs will never understand the paradox of all power structures via mathéme of fantasy $ - a

>> No.7095069 [View]
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Oh, Irony

I praise my world's new idle
a grand new-old ideal
an old friend turned sour,
now jesting new power.
Rusted quests gleaming, set for battle
using our old “friend” as saddle
for an ancient quest now turned comedy.
Oh, revolution of this tool turned for its own present deed,
oh deed of fun deaths, oh deed of dull liveliness, oh deed of deeds.

After the bombs and sickle fell
we now have our “comrade” in sale.
Oh how grand it is to sit on the Gaza boarder,
oh what fun it is for ISIS and Kurds to quarter.

Comrade I know your ways
How you fool the rich, and poor alike for days;
poor can't wait “gobble more”
rich lust for controlling outpours.

You have them in a vice loose unseen.
You would kill your hostess with no remorse,
knowing that death's better than this corpse.

Now I will traitor my warning on deck
and end this ode turned betrayal with a, kek.

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