Theres really no reason why you’d want to read this, but here we go. I sing, I dance, I write words, I’m smart at computers , smarter on a piano, and hilariously bad at humaning. With a decade of Liberal Humanities at Murdoch U under my belt, I can find my way around the wordier words of modernities canon, but for all my pretenses, I’m not a professional philosopher, just a dreamer who can occasionally fumble my way though a reasonable argument and get away with it. Fortunately as a straight white dude, life has given me a few oportunities to fuck up and get away with it. Yay privelege!
But I’m still terrible at humaning.