Whereof one cannot speak
Last evening we watched Derek Jarman’s Wittgenstein (you can watch it online here). Mr. Green, the little green man from Mars shewn in the movie, reminded me of what I have been desperately trying to forget since I went home in December.
It was the kind of conversation one has in a train; the guy asked me what philosophy was. Tired as I was, I tried the ol’ Metaphysics on him:
„You know, we try to find out whether there
is a rhinoceros in this room are any things beyond the reach of science, things science couldn’t possibly say whether they exist or not…”
His eyes shine the light of understanding:
„I see… you’re the ones telling whether there are any UFOs or not… By the way, what do you think about this? Are there any?”
I wished he’d shewn me the V-sign…