By Albert Camus Hey Freddie Mercury, You know what, fuck you. Bohemian Rhapsody is fucking cool and all, but your attempt at making a musical version of my book The Outsider is
By Albert Camus Hey Freddie Mercury, You know what, fuck you. Bohemian Rhapsody is fucking cool and all, but your attempt at making a musical version of my book The Outsider is
Philosophy is not about making ‘progress’. Figuring out how to live a good life is as confusing now as it was in Ancient Greece over 2,000 years ago. The worries,