So Aristotle, Kant, Kierkegaard, Nietzsche, and Husserl faced off at the Gnu’s Room. I wore dark glasses and made the case for Aristoteleanism as a way to stop being stupid without becoming crazy. (Stupid = the unexamined life; crazy = believing stuff you can’t coherently live.) At the end the audience voted to keep Aristotle alive and to return the others to the grave. Mission accomplished.