Why is it that I chose to major in philosophy, way back when? Why is it that I hang out here, making a nuisance of myself picking away at philosophers' arguments? Professor Paul suggests that philosophy is an activity. Walter O. describes that activity as * **a transcendental form of inquiry into the apriori conditions necessary for the possibility and limits of specific discourses and competencies.* I see grounds for agreement here. To me philosophy is the kind of thinking I do with the angle of the lens through which my mind's eye peers set to the widest possible angle. Philosophy is rooted in perennial questions: Who or what am I? What am I doing here? What should I be doing here? How can I know? The history of philosophy records a long conversation in which very smart and determined people struggle with these questions, proposing answers broad enough to encompass both themselves and the world in which they find themselves. Since philosophers are only human, their answers are always partial. Whatever the answers are, they are to other philosophers, either incomplete or mistaken. Problems are always left unsolved. Thus the conversation continues. Why study philosophy? No other conversation provides the breadth of perspective that this one does. Other disciplines zoom in on their special subjects. This one steps back and asks, how do these details fit into the bigger picture, the one we try to comprehend as we struggle to answer those perennial questions mentioned above? Philosophy, I would argue, has never been more important than now, this Internet age when trying to keep up with what is going on is like trying to remain standing in the jet from a fire hose. Where else can we learn to recognize and make our own the great, perennial ideas that shape all sorts of conversations, whatever the specific topic at hand? As a pragmatist and professional sophist, I can't live without it. John -- John McCreery The Word Works, Ltd., Yokohama, JAPAN Tel. +81-45-314-9324 http://www.wordworks.jp/