The story of how Frankenstein was written is just 1800s Epstein shit.

 Girl with Daddy issues gets groomed by older guy, taken to secluded location, winds up pregnant, he also bangs her step-sister, no one knows who some of the kids' dads are, suspicious adoptions, all while the poors starve from climate change.

"The Uses of Poverty: The Poor Pay All" by Herbert Gans (1971)

 "The Uses of Poverty: The Poor Pay All" by Herbert Gans (1971)

Bonus: 

Actual footage of Herbert Gans

Summary: The poor are the GRIST IN THE MILL OF SOCIETY!

Commentary:   

Read one of his other articles for school and looked him up. Apparently this is his most famous. It contains the excellent:

Alternatives for the cultural functions of the poor could be found more easily and
cheaply. Indeed, entertainers, hippies, and adolescents are already serving as the deviants needed to uphold traditional morality and as devotees of orgies to "staff" the fantasies of vicarious participation.

Phaedo Part ☘

Phaedo

 Bonus: 

Better than Phaedo

Summary: Souls=ideas=reincarnation

Commentary: 

Then may we not say, Simmias, that if, as we are always repeating, there is an absolute beauty, and goodness, and an absolute essence of all things; and if to this, which is now discovered to have existed in our former state, we refer all our sensations, and with this compare them, finding these ideas to be pre-existent and our inborn possession—then our souls must have had a prior existence, but if not, there would be no force in the argument? There is the same proof that these ideas must have existed before we were born, as that our souls existed before we were born; and if not the ideas, then not the souls.

FUCKING WORLD OF FORMS! 

Phaedo Part ☃

 Phaedo

Bonus: 

 

Better Philosophy than Plato

Summary: Non sequitur.

Commentary:

I hate these so much.

And they are right, Simmias, in thinking so, with the exception of the words 'they have found them out'; for they have not found out either what is the nature of that death which the true philosopher deserves, or how he deserves or desires death. But enough of them:—let us discuss the matter among ourselves: Do we believe that there is such a thing as death?

To be sure, replied Simmias.

OH HERE WE GO 

Is it not the separation of soul and body? And to be dead is the completion of this; when the soul exists in herself, and is released from the body and the body is released from the soul, what is this but death?

Just so, he replied.

Yes, there is no other logical definition of death for an ancient Greek person. "When your heart stops beating for more than an hour" or whatever is clearly not reasonable. 

There is another question, which will probably throw light on our present inquiry if you and I can agree about it:—Ought the philosopher to care about the pleasures—if they are to be called pleasures—of eating and drinking?

Certainly not, answered Simmias.

And what about the pleasures of love—should he care for them?

By no means.

And will he think much of the other ways of indulging the body, for example, the acquisition of costly raiment, or sandals, or other adornments of the body? Instead of caring about them, does he not rather despise anything more than nature needs? What do you say?

I should say that the true philosopher would despise them.

DESPISING IS CARING!

Would you not say that he is entirely concerned with the soul and not with the body? He would like, as far as he can, to get away from the body and to turn to the soul.
    
Quite true.

THAT IS DEFINITELY CARING!

 I'm just gonna read this for 15 minutes a day until I'm done. That was the rule, right? Should be done by the end of the week. 

 

Phaedo, part ‽

 Phaedo

Bonus: 

Sure, we'll go with that.

Summary: When were you when Socrates was kill?

Commentary: I will now amuse myself through this shitshow by putting random characters in the titles. 

Phaedo by Plato (~400 BC) translated by Benjamin Jowett

 Phaedo

Bonus: 

Same CJ

Summary: Two dudes talk about Socrates's death.

Commentary:

Phaedo was the one I didn't finish, not Crito. Ughhh. (My battery is dying and I forgot a charger?)

Trying the Crito Again

 I wonder if it'd be better in another translation. (It was not, at least of the ones I had quick access to. Might float by a book store to get a modern one.) My FiL is apparently too drunk to walk home, so we're giving him a ride.