The World Is Donkey Shit

Some musings based on a spontaneous and interactive argument

Philosophy class breeds curiosity, convoluted debates, the odd headache, and poverty.
Its value is somewhere between the cracks, that people blithely step on while tuning out the world through their ear phones.

Democracy. Government. Economics. Natural Science. All stem from it in some part.

But the vision of it now is what? Only useless poverty and academia?

“Philosophy is useless?” One says.

“How can you say that?” Another says.

“I agree, but that’s the point.” One more.

While the last just laughs.

“I like it because it’s useless. I don’t want to study something useful. That’s why I’m in university.” An amusing, some might say, idealistic point.

“Philosophy has a part in everything we do.” The livid protest continues.

“It does nothing. We need science. Science makes the world work.” The snide rebuttal.

“None of that would exist without the environment that philosophy has provided through the establishment of democracy and ongoing discourse!”

“Without Science you would be cold and hungry.”

“No, without philosophy there would be no science.”

“I just like philosophy.” The interjection.

“Look. Here it is. Without Science the world would be Donkey Shit.”

Boisterous laughter from the other, while the others sit shocked, split between the desire to flip off the offending voice, and the curiosity of the distracting laughs.

The conversation is at an end. Succinct eloquence brings it to a somewhat crass stop. Without Science the world is Donkey Shit.

My worry is that the world is Donkey Shit anyways.
Can it be anything else? Or do we just embrace the shitty world.

Shit happens… or worse still… shit IS. And we can only be happy… by learning to love shit.

It seems we might as well laugh.