Lessons of a Philosophy Student
I am half way through my second year of a Philosophy degree. Like most philosophy students, I began my degree with dreams of grandeur (in fact, now that I think of it, that might be a prerequisite). Ready for the rigour of a classical education, I had the voice of Aristotle in one ear, and Simone de Beauvoir in the other. Of course, I also heard the niggling voice of the Apostle Paul—‘See to it that no one takes you captive through hollow and deceptive philosophy, which depends on human tradition and the elemental spiritual forces of this world rather...
