I think, therefore I'm sceptical: A (non-pretentious) critique of modernist metaphysics

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[Image: What happens in the bedroom stays in the bedroom. So did anything happen at all? And why should they be obliged to “prove” anything?]

I’ve taken no prisoners in my war against post-modernism. So it’s only fair that I now turn my guns against Enlightenment modernism. Not to defeat it; nor even to wound it; but to point out its most glaring flaw. F…