John Busser delivers a satirical work with underlying irony. The names of the philosophers are linked to products starting with the same letters, indicating that their connection is just a play of sounds. When, then, does Philosophy stand? Does it remain something distant, or is it reduced to superficial linguistic references? The play creates the space to contemplate it.
John Busser delivers a satirical work with underlying irony. The names of the philosophers are linked to products starting with the same letters, indicating that their connection is just a play of sounds. When, then, does Philosophy stand? Does it remain something distant, or is it reduced to superficial linguistic references? The play creates the space to contemplate it.