I wonder if future scholars will look back and consider the man on my street corner to be an influential thinker
The only reason we know about some of these guys is graffiti. I think all the Epictetus writings came from scrawlings on a fence in Turkey.
The graffiti in question:
Weep, you girls. My penis has given you up. Now it penetrates men's behinds.
It's a shame the proletarian reactions to this sort of thing didn't make it into written history.
How many people called Socrates a dumb asshole for his definition of man before Dionyses did the PR stunt with the chicken?
We had a corner preacher a few houses back. I don't remember what he was yelling about specifically, but he was very concerned with sin.
werent most of them failsons tho?
so basically tucker carlson except he does his show in the city square.
