*snicker*

[minsue]

An eccentric philosophy professor gave a one question final exam after a semester dealing with a broad array of topics.

The class was already seated and ready to go when the professor picked up his chair, plopped it on his desk and wrote on the board: "Using everything we have learned this semester, prove that this chair does not exist."

Fingers flew, erasers erased, notebooks were filled in furious fashion. Some students wrote over 30 pages in one hour attempting to refute the existence of the chair. One member of the class however, was up and finished in less than a minute.

Weeks later when the grades were posted, the rest of the group wondered how he could have gotten an A when he had barely written anything at all.

His answer consisted of two words: "What chair?"

 

[Colleen Thomas]

An eccentric philosophy professor gave a one question final exam after a semester dealing with a broad array of topics.

The class was already seated and ready to go when the professor picked up his chair, plopped it on his desk and wrote on the board: "Using everything we have learned this semester, prove that this chair does not exist."

Fingers flew, erasers erased, notebooks were filled in furious fashion. Some students wrote over 30 pages in one hour attempting to refute the existence of the chair. One member of the class however, was up and finished in less than a minute.

Weeks later when the grades were posted, the rest of the group wondered how he could have gotten an A when he had barely written anything at all.

His answer consisted of two words: "What chair?"

Goose!

*HUGS*

 

[matriarch]

Goose!

*HUGS*

She's gone outside for a smoke, be back shortly.
I'll make sure she pops back to say 'hi'.

 

[Colleen Thomas]

She's gone outside for a smoke, be back shortly.
I'll make sure she pops back to say 'hi'.

And Mats

Lovely day

*HUGS*

 

[matriarch]

And Mats

Lovely day

*HUGS*

Lovely day?
It's been pissing with cold, very wet rain here all day. Very depressing. But good to see you.

Hugs

 

[Colleen Thomas]

Lovely day?
It's been pissing with cold, very wet rain here all day. Very depressing. But good to see you.

Hugs

Any day I se you & the goose it's a good day. throw in a becs sighting and it's just lovely.

(p.s. it's colder than a penguins backside here)

 

[Stella_Omega]

My daughter is a solid rationalist... Her secondary school tried a lunchtime philo class for the seventh and eigth grades. She was requested to not take it again, because she kept speaking empirically- as in; "If the chair doesn't exist, what are you sitting on?"
Wonder where she got that from?

 

[Colleen Thomas]

My daughter is a solid rationalist... Her secondary school tried a lunchtime philo class for the seventh and eigth grades. She was requested to not take it again, because she kept speaking empirically- as in; "If the chair doesn't exist, what are you sitting on?"
Wonder where she got that from?

Even upon the most exalted throne on earth, we are seated upon nothing but ourown arse

 

[minsue]

Any day I se you & the goose it's a good day. throw in a becs sighting and it's just lovely.

(p.s. it's colder than a penguins backside here)

Not quite that cold here, just wet wet wet and windy.

Loverly to see you, too, beautiful. And with that, I'm off to follow her to bed.

G'night

 

[minsue]

My daughter is a solid rationalist... Her secondary school tried a lunchtime philo class for the seventh and eigth grades. She was requested to not take it again, because she kept speaking empirically- as in; "If the chair doesn't exist, what are you sitting on?"
Wonder where she got that from?

What chair?

 

[Liar]

An eccentric philosophy professor gave a one question final exam after a semester dealing with a broad array of topics.

The class was already seated and ready to go when the professor picked up his chair, plopped it on his desk and wrote on the board: "Using everything we have learned this semester, prove that this chair does not exist."

Fingers flew, erasers erased, notebooks were filled in furious fashion. Some students wrote over 30 pages in one hour attempting to refute the existence of the chair. One member of the class however, was up and finished in less than a minute.

Weeks later when the grades were posted, the rest of the group wondered how he could have gotten an A when he had barely written anything at all.

His answer consisted of two words: "What chair?"

Attaboy.

Of course, the proper way to prove that the chair doesnit exist is to stand up, walk over to it and smash it to toothpicks. Then the chair sure as hell doesn't exist anymore.

 

[Colleen Thomas]

Not quite that cold here, just wet wet wet and windy.

Loverly to see you, too, beautiful. And with that, I'm off to follow her to bed.

G'night

NN goosey

thank you for the PC

*HUGS*

 

[fieryjen]

Attaboy.

Of course, the proper way to prove that the chair doesnit exist is to stand up, walk over to it and smash it to toothpicks. Then the chair sure as hell doesn't exist anymore.

I like that idea.

 

[Colleen Thomas]

Attaboy.

Of course, the proper way to prove that the chair doesnit exist is to stand up, walk over to it and smash it to toothpicks. Then the chair sure as hell doesn't exist anymore.

Actually, the best way to prove it exists is to ask you rproff to stand, take the chair away, then ask him to imagine as hard as he can that the chair is there and sit. If he lands with a thud on is rump, I'd say you have pretty much proven it exits

 

[BlackShanglan]

My daughter is a solid rationalist... Her secondary school tried a lunchtime philo class for the seventh and eigth grades. She was requested to not take it again, because she kept speaking empirically- as in; "If the chair doesn't exist, what are you sitting on?"
Wonder where she got that from?

Brilliant.

It is a truth universally acknowledged that every 101 Introduction to Philosophy class includes one jackass who grips onto the idea that the empirical world is not provable in mental terms and then spends the entire rest of semester announcing, as if s/he'd discovered the Holy Grail of argument, "But you can't prove that X is even really there!" Eventually, everyone will wish to strangle this person; if you could find a way to run a turbine off of personal loathing, the world's energy problems could be solved in a single lecture hall.

I've always been tempted to take one of those people to a freeway and offer to prove the existance of an oncoming tractor trailer in purely empirical terms. I'll believe in the sincerity of the esoteric rationalist who lets me push him/her out.

Shanglan

 

[BlackShanglan]

I've also always liked the joke about three students facing a tough final exam in the morning. During their evening "cramming" session, they realize that they are all hopelessly unprepared, so they go to bed, get up in the morning, and cram some more - all the way through the testing period. When they're ready for the test, they go to campus together and plead with the professor, telling him that they were coming to campus together in one car, and it had a flat tire. They didn't have a spare, it was an hour before someone would stop to help them, etc.

The professor agrees to allow them to take the exam and goes to his office to fetch the papers. They seat themselves. He returns and hands each a paper, and they find themselves each faced with a single question worth 100% of the grade:

"Which tire?"

 

[Colleen Thomas]

Brilliant.

It is a truth universally acknowledged that every 101 Introduction to Philosophy class includes one jackass who grips onto the idea that the empirical world is not provable in mental terms and then spends the entire rest of semester announcing, as if s/he'd discovered the Holy Grail of argument, "But you can't prove that X is even really there!" Eventually, everyone will wish to strangle this person; if you could find a way to run a turbine off of personal loathing, the world's energy problems could be solved in a single lecture hall.

I've always been tempted to take one of those people to a freeway and offer to prove the existance of an oncoming tractor trailer in purely empirical terms. I'll believe in the sincerity of the esoteric rationalist who lets me push him/her out.

Shanglan

Reminds me of the girl arguing everyone in class could just be a figment of her imagination and the good ole boy behind her announcing loudy "I refute it thus" and slapping her ass

 

[TheEarl]

As long as we're telling exam-based jokes:

There's a class of people sitting taking a test. The invigilator's sitting at the front, his eye on the clock, and finally announces that time is up and that everyone has to put their pencils down.

Almost everyone does, but as the calss leaves the hall, the invigilator notices one guy sitting at the back, who is still furiously scribbling away. The invigilator thinks to himself, "Right, I don't have anything much to do for a while. I'm just going to sit here, wait for him to finish and then refuse to accept his paper."

After ten minutes, the guy stands up, walks to the front and offers the invigilator his paper. The invigilator looks at him and says "No, I'm not going to take that. You didn't put your pen down when I told you to and so I'm not going to take your paper."

The pupil looks at him for a second. "Do you know who I am?"

The invigilator stares back. "No, I've no idea."

"Do you know who I am?"

"Not a clue."

"Do you know who I am!"

"I don't know, or care who you are."

"Good," says the student. He takes half the papers off the pile on the deak, puts his in the middle, resets the pile and walks off.

The Earl