So you are walking home at night after meeting with your local

die

Embrace falsificationism, propensity probability, and the unfalsifiability of naturalism.

>>9610591
give him some shekels

>>9610591

Nothing. Me and my friends are all already dead. We are ghosts from the 1700s, when the last good continental philosophy was written.
Popper does not notice us. He was not ambushing us, he just walks at night rambling by himself about how no scientist actually cares about what he said.
Oh, I forgot to tell: Popper is also dead, and he's a ghost. But he couldn't see us in life, so why should he see us in death?

And thus we go, walking the empty alleys of Heidelberg at night - and sometimes sit by the castle and wonder what will happen to the world in the next centuries, and every possibility makes us laugh.
We were all right, in the end, you know? Even the weird ones. Even Hegel.

>>9610591
call Quine