How has the author spent his Sunday? Generally speaking, not in any way that would credit the species.
Yet, just like a broken clock, that same author is both (a) standing quite still in your grandmother’s anteroom and (b) occasionally right.
In this particular case, a brief moment of inspiration has produced the following — i.e. three premises towards what would likely be an important syllogism were it complete. But it is not complete. And perhaps — like all things that are beautiful but imperfect — never will be.
In any case, here are those same three premises, sans conclusion.
Premise No. 1
To philosophize is to learn how to die.
Premise No. 2
The French idiom la petite mort (or, “the little death”) is a euphemism for orgasm.
Premise No. 3
On the mound, Tigers right-hander Max Scherzer is a purveyor of spiritual delights.
What do we learn from this? More about our own imperfections, appears to be primarily the answer.
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