Philosophy is tricky business. Besides all the arguments you have to interact with, there are logical fallacies to avoid, ambiguities to clarify, and responses to be made. No more can someone just sit down and pontificate on the deep things of life, like Montaigne. Nope, in this day and age you have to provide argumentation, illustrate that it is not some knock-off from a popular blog or internet site, and hope that what you say makes sense. Well, at least to the 1% of people who you were arguing with (just ask Kant about that one).
And yet, in the unlikeliest places, you come across philosophy in an absolutely wonderful way. From the unlikeliest creature imaginable, I would like to present to you some rather good philosophy done by a rather fine philosopher and his quick-witted friend. This is a wonderful example of Analytic philosophy at its finest 🙂
“Good morning!” said Bilbo, and he meant it. The sun was shining, and the grass was very green. But Gandalf looked at him from under long bushy eyebrows that stuck out further than the brim of his shady hat.
“What do you mean?” he said. “Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on?”