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How’s that writing career coming along?, how’s that creative writing going?, how’s that reading philosophy as a hobby going, how’s that social interaction coming along?, How’s that book that you’re currently reading going?,Has that vocabulary expanded anon?, How are you /lit/

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i'll tell you my dream/fantasy for a JBP story, tell me what you think. it's basically peterson about to be sentenced to death via hemlock for having corrupted the youth of Neo-Athens, which is more or less what is happening now. and in the night before his execution he goes and prays before an open window, and pours his heart out to the stars, and asks the gods why he is being treated in this way. he's ready to die, of course, as stoically as ever, but, you know. there's something still not right about this.

but, on this night, the gods hear him, and they send him a champion, in the form of a ghostly apparition. and who do they send?

him. fucking him. this guy. pic rel. and what happens but Ghost Foucault arriving in the morning with a lectern and proceeding to unleash holy discursive hell on peterson's judges and accusers. he dismantles them, piece by piece, in a series of lectures that run for months. Ghost Foucault, who has been given a geas to spare the life of a modern academic heretic - the gods are like this - has been sent back to mount the greatest apologetics in modern academic history, and he rains down an ungodly shitstorm of critique across the entire landscape of modern academia.

because it's all there. it's all there. everything that peterson's judges are using on him, it's all there in foucault. he invented that stuff. and why has he returned? to right the cosmic balance, and only he can do this. he wields the Sword of Discipline and Punishment like no other ever has and no other ever will. and he basically sends entire departments fleeing into the night in abject terror.

then he and peterson make up, and foucault asks if he's available that evening for dinner and fisting. peterson declines but still, you know, he's learned something from this encounter.

and the Cosmic Balance of things is restored once again. and we all live happily ever after.

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