Overheard


on a tramway
A: I'm working on a life philosophy.
B: What's it about?
A: Life. I... I don't understand what you're asking.
B: No, I mean, is it like how to have a good life, noble virtues and stuff?
A: Maybe? I don't really know what it applies to yet, exactly. It's more of a formulation. More descriptive than prescriptive.
B: Is it proscriptive?
A: Is that a word?
B: I think so.
A: Well I don't know then.
B: Sorry for interrupting, go on.
A: Yeah, so it's based around Four Pillars, and they are Friends, Family, Job, and Love. In no particular order.
B: I think you're forgetting a Pillar.
A: What?
B: The Fifth Pillar is... You.
A: Oh, I just got chills.
B: No, shut up. I think it's legit to have a "Self Pillar" or whatever.
A: But the Four Pillars make up your Self. There doesn't need to be an explicit Self Pillar.
B: Well, without a Self Pillar, there's no slot for attitude, or self-confidence, or feelings of self-worth and all that stuff. You can have somebody, you know, who seems to have the Four Pillars on lock, but they're still not happy. So there must be something else, the Fifth Pillar.
A: Yeah, alright. Self is in. There's five pillars now in the philosophy.
B: Wait, that was all it took? Your life philosophy just grew by 25% after a five minute conversation.
A: So? Adapt or die baby.
B: Somewhere, Occam is weeping.
A: Tears of joy, I bet.
B: ... You don't know who Occam is, do you?
A: No, not at all.