Monthly Archives: April 2012

It’s a sunny Friday afternoon, which means that it’s high time to head the campus bar and crank Gord Bamford’s tune “Is It Friday Yet?“. Here’s the chorus, in case you’re one to avoid listening to twangy tunes at all costs (although I do encourage you to give it a shot):

“Is it Friday yet? Is the weekend here? Is it time for me to kick things off with an ice cold beer?

Been workin’ so dang hard… did I forget? Is it Friday yet?”

It’s an interesting concept, the weekend – especially as a student, when the bulk of your work is self-driven. For lots of us, there’s no real reason to condemn yourself to a week of working yourself to the bone, and depend on the weekend to blow off a bunch of steam. But that is the way that a lot of the world operates…

As a big-time lover of country music, and someone who is prone to reading meaning into things and places that it doesn’t necessarily belong, I can’t help but think about the implications of spending lots of time listening to music that laments how crappy your job is, and furthermore seems to indicate that the best way a person could possibly spend their time is drinking whiskey and beer with their buddies on a boat, patio or other beer-commercial-endorsed spot.

To further illustrate the point, here’s the first verse from the song:

“8 o’clock on Monday morning,All I think about is when the day will end. Gotta make a livin’ somehow, that’s the way it is for me and all my friends. We watch the hours pass, every day I ask… ” – followed by the chorus.

I suppose the point is that I wonder whether listening to this music romanticizes crappy jobs, and almost idolizes a life of working in a crappy job and then drinking the weekend away with your buddies. Personally, I was planning on doing some work yesterday afternoon, but as I said at the top, Friday afternoon is high time for patio-sitting, music-listening and beer-drinking.


Marty! (

There’s something about this man that just drives me to write blog posts…

I’m working on my final paper for a metaphysics class, where we are to discuss Heidegger’s basic question: “Why is there being instead of nothingness?” I don’t want to get into it here (that’s what the 7 page word document down on my taskbar is for), but I did want to drop a little quote:

‘Being is …’ emergence. The thing, Being, has this trait, emergence. Thus we have a thing that has this act imputed to it. But is Being a thing? It cannot be, for then it would be a being, and Being is what makes beings beings. Rather, Being is emergence itself, the emerging of a being. The problem here is that Being and emergence are not in a relationship of subject and predicate. We can answer questions about Being with definitions, but they don’t actually give the sense of emergence that Heidegger is seeking. We want emergence itself. When something emerges, what does it do? It arises from depths unseen. From an abyss, an object suddenly surfaces.

This is from a blog that I read on the issue, trying to wrap my head around this crazy dude’s philosophy. This passage makes sense to me, although I feel as though that could mean one of two things. Either I’m starting to get it, and my essay will turn out pretty well, or I’ve completely lost my grasp on reality, and gone off the deep end.

But actually, I think Heidegger would be alright with either of these outcomes. Heidegger denounced the use of philosophy for moral-furthering. If you should happen to achieve an outcome that lays out certain moral principles by which to live, then fine. However, by limiting yourself only to philosophical investigations that are predicted to yield results that are “moral”, Heidegger says that you’re no longer even doing philosophy. If philosophy should reveal to you that it’s just turtles all the way down, well then, it’s just turtles all the way down.

I’m tempted to submit an “essay” that says “It’s just turtles all the way down.” But, I would also like to pass the class and graduate university. So I’ll go back to writing about Heidegger’s concept of being and nothingness.

And, for my sanity as well as yours, I promise that the next blog post will be about something other than Martin Heidegger.