1. Well, the class that I’m TAing for is bigger than my entire high school was, and currently the student body seems to be having a lot of trouble with the following concepts:
a) Days of the week,
b) the alphabet.
Oh, good.
2. I am reading Hegel for class. Or rather, I was reading Hegel. I got as far as halfway through the first page when I reached the following sentence and then had to stop and stare at dresses on the internet for an hour to help put my brain back together:
“All that it says about what it knows is just that it is; and its truth contains nothing but the sheer being of the thing.”
Weirdly, now that I have typed that sentence out, I suddenly actually know what it means. Sadly, this implies that the only way to understand Hegel would be to transcribe his collected works.
Hegel will do that to you. I had to read him for my historiography class in my undergrad. I usually ended up in the pub shortly afterwards. Which wasn’t an unpleasant outcome.