James asked me if there's a word for "The Platonic Rule of Philosophers." The best I could come up with was "philosopharchy," which is funnier than "sapiocracy."
Let's use it as a verb. "That spatchcockerel is philosopharching about again."
New vocabulary for 2013! [See previous two entries.]
James is in school this morning, despite philosophical differences. I'm grateful to the Los Angeles Unified School District. Without it, we would have to thrust our teenagers into alleys to squabble over bones all day. Could be worse.