Author: Andrew Taggart
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Overheard while sitting outside Cafe Regular in Park Slope, New York
“Because you know he just needs to get out of his head. Go get a job washing dishing, whatever it is…. What do I mean?… Because all he does all day is think about the meaning of life. Just sits and stews…. Or he just needs to work the shit out of therapy.”
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On New York, a philosophical city
New York is a philosophical city, a city of love and strife, of ruthless ambition and holy luck, of fluid social mobility and clotted social distinctions. Here there is refinement which is then papered over by the new nouveau riche. And there is always the new nouveau riche: the barbarians supplanting the decadents. A philosophical…
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Tomorrow is Doomsday: Remember to bring your passport
When the world is not in order, when it’s too vast, too complex, too unmanageable, and when it’s all these things for far too long, then people pack their bags and go on holiday. Where to? To paradise, of course, but not before passing through customs–which is to say, Judgment Day. As it happens, tomorrow,…
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On having your life in order and on not having your life in order
I’ve begun sorting people according to 3 categories. (Get ready to cringe.) The first are those who have their lives in order.* With a handful of these people, I’ve become friends. I respect them, and I seek to emulate them. They are beautiful people. The second are those who don’t have their lives in order…
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On graceful exits
The virtue of leaving gracefully: of knowing when it’s time and of saying your adieus. The same is true of death.
Andrew Taggart, Ph.D. 