“I used to think that I was stupid, and then I met philosophers.”
A serious and good philosophical work could be written consisting entirely of jokes.
His philosophy was a mixture of three famous schools — the Cynics, the Stoics and the Epicureans — and summed up all three of them in his famous phrase, “You can’t trust any bugger further than you can throw him, and there’s nothing you can do about it, so let’s have a drink.”
“What’s a philosopher?” said Brutha. “Someone who’s bright enough to find a job with no heavy lifting,” said a voice in his head.
A good guide will take you through the more important streets more often than he takes you down side streets; a bad guide will do the opposite. In philosophy I’m a rather bad guide.
“That’s right,” he said. “We’re philosophers. We think, therefore we am.”
The trouble was that he was talking in philosophy, but they were listening in gibberish.