A friend reminds me that when I blogged briefly in first year under the title ‘Rousseauian Citizen’, I had the following quote permanently pinned to the sidebar. Consider it my main motto in life. If we all followed it, the world would be a much better place:
Born as I was the citizen of a free state, the very right to vote imposes on me the duty to instruct myself in public affairs, however little influence my voice may have in them.
Rousseau is my God, people. No, I haven’t forgotten about Kant. Plato may win because he built the roads of philosophy 2,500 years ago, and we continue to use most of them to this day. And not only that, but he often picked the correct ones to travel down.
But for sheer power in prose, and an ability to make me sit nodding in emphatic, passionate agreement? Rousseau wins every time. There’s nobody I would rather round off my degree writing about tomorrow afternoon.