A Short Poem about Hegel by Joy Davidman
October 2, 2009
I’d rather eat a poisoned bagel
than get involved again with Hegel
but for each sucker that his pen gulls
ten thousand more are gulled by Engels.
From:
Joy Davidman, Out of my Bone: The Letters of Joy Davidman. ed. Don W. King (Grand Rapids, MI: William B. Eerdman’s Publishing Co, 2009), 109.
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I got a laugh when I read this, and just thought it was worth sharing with others. The book is interesting; I’m about 1/3 of the way into it and have learned much about Joy and her conversion to Christianity.
Well, I had to write a philosopher poem, too in light of this
It’s no secret, Jean-Paul Sartre
Was a grumpy, angry fart
Cause his gal De Beauvoir
Kept students in her boudoir
Derrida and old Foucault
Enjoyed a game of tic-tac-toe
While Deleuze and Guattari
Watched the movie Hatari
Nietzsche, in an angry rant,
Called Hegel a vicious Kant
While a hungry Schopenhauer
Had his pork not sweet but sour.
Plato, out with Socrates,
Pondered much the stripper’s tease
“Plato with a belle du jour !”
Shouted baffled Epicure.
To Descartes said Richard Rorty
“Dinner’s waiting ! let’s go, shorty”
“I thought about this,” said René,
“Therefore I want that Crème brûlée!”
Interjects Giordano Bruno
“René, that’s thoughtless, so you know”
Spinoza added, “Damn Descartes!”
“All the brains, but little heart.”
[Careful there, Gerald; I wanted to let this on, despite a few passages which are of questionable taste; I hope people understand -- ed]
Thx, I know what you mean. Of course, you are a Catholic, not a (boohiss) Calvinist ;-) Hegel being a post-Kantian, and a more ill-tempered one…
Catholics are not supposed to be puritanical; there’s nothing of “questionable taste” in Gerald’s poem.