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There Is Nothing To Be Known About Anything Except An Initially Large, And Forever Expandable, Web Of Relations To Other Things. Everything That Can Serve As A Term Of Relation Can Be Dissolved Into Another Set Of Relations, And So On For Ever. There Are, So To Speak, Relations All The Way Down, All The Way Up, And All The Way Out In Every Direction: You Never Reach Something Which Is Not Just One More Nexus Of Relations.

"true" Resembles... A Compliment Paid To Sentences That Seem To Be Paying Their Way And That Fit In With Other Sentences Which Are Doing So.

You Read The Pragmatists And All You Know Is: Not Descartes, Not Kant, Not Plato. It's Like Aspirin. You Can't Use Aspirin To Give Yourself Power, You Take It To Get Rid Of Headaches. In That Way, Pragmatism Is A Philosophical Therapy. It Helps You Stop Asking The Unhelpful Questions.

Freedom Is The Recognition Of Contingency.

I Think You Can Have A Left That Isn't Culturally Conservative Talking About Lunch-bucket Issues.