At some point, most of us quietly pick a philosophy without ever reading the syllabus. You just start reacting to bad days in a very specific, very consistent way, and that reaction has a name. Some people already know theirs. The rest of us just call it “having a personality.”
Here’s the thing about the big philosophy schools: they weren’t founded by robots in togas handing out rulebooks. They were founded by actual people who got tired, annoyed, delighted, or completely fed up with how everyone else was living, and then wrote it all down so the rest of us could argue about it for a couple thousand years.
Turns out you already think like one of them. You just haven’t been formally recruited yet.
