An endearing philosophical philistinism in the elderly father of Rory Stewart. Ever practical, he had no truck with time-wasting on pointless speculations.

I may be guilty of similar.

‘I’ve hated philosophy since university,’ he said. ‘I gave up when they asked me to prove the chair was still in the room when I wasn’t there.’

He wasn’t apparently too interested in discussing unknowables.


Source: Rory Stewart, The Marches: Border Walks with my Father (London: Vintage, 2017), p. 293

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